On our two week trip, although my parents were away, we got to spend time with other family. One of my favorite moments of the trip was seeing my 83 year old Gramma pick up Micah. This is the same woman that my father calls Pokey and pesters her to walk more and get heart heathier. While my Aunt and cousin were in town, the six of us headed across the street from my Gramma's to one of the most preserved parks on the Peninsula, Central Park. We walked through the Japanese Tea Garden. Micah loved the koi fish. As if it wasn't symbolic enough that my grandparents often took my brother and I to the same little bridge, while on the bridge Micah reached up to my Gramma. Each previous visit with my Gramma there was either someone else always hogging Micah's attention or he was not at his finest. So imagine all of our surprise when he reached his little arms up to his Great Grandmother implying "up...up!" My heart had already melted a little. Then came my Gramma's graceful bend and before you know it she had lifted Micah's 24 pounds right up to the sky and the two of them remained snuggling and eyeing the koi from above for quiet some time. If I didn't believe in the power of love before to pull off amazing feets, I do now!
Since we spent all of Christmas with Phil's family, we made another short drive up to Mill Valley the day after Christmas to see my cousin's family. Lulu is four and Ellie is two and it was so much fun seeing all three kiddos interacting. Micah did pretty well considering it was a bad teething day and he was so sick of being in the car. It was fun to see Micah at my Aunt and Uncles house since there place was completely magical to me as a kid. I basically idolized my cousin Elizabeth (fun that we now have kids around the same age!). We spent so many hours drawing, building castles, playing dress up, and of course swimming there. I can only hope Micah will find one of his relatives houses as full of kindling to his creativity as I did in Mill Valley.