We’ve Headed West
You may have noticed some blog silence (at least I hope you have!) and that is due to our travels west. Now that the move is over and we’ve had some time to breathe, it was time to bring Ethan to my home town for a visit.
We survived our first plane trip together—just the two of us—on Wednesday morning, flying from DC to Denver where my parents, Grandma and Grandpa Schon, were there to take us the rest of the way. Our destination: Scottsbluff, Nebraska.
Where is that you ask?
To my absolute delight, Ethan was PERFECT on the 3.5 hour flight. (I’m a poet!) I had him wrapped up in the Moby and he slept for half the trip, woke up to eat and play, then went back to sleep until we landed. And yes, in case you were wondering, I did whip out the boob on the plane. Breastfeeding is the bomb.
We then had a three hour drive from Denver to Scottsbluff. There are flights from Denver, but the planes are tiny and times are bad. And it doubles the cost. We stopped in the Wildcat Hills on our way into town, about fifteen minutes south of Scottsbluff.
Right from the start, we’ve been showing Ethan what Western Nebraska is all about! I never cease to be amazed by the openness of Scottsbluff…you can see for miles and the skies can be quite impressive. The bluffs surrounding this area are really beautiful too.
Grandma and Grandpa live on 40 acres filled with barns, fields, every prairie-friendly plant you can imagine, beautiful views of the Scottsbluff National Monument, and cats. Lots and lots of cats.
My mom has a soft spot for cats and, along with some adoptions, lets strays stay if they are friendly. In fact, she just took in a beautiful cat who (unbeknownst to my mom) was pregnant with three adorable kittens! Mamma cat has since been fixed and two of the kittens will be heading to their new home soon—but one will stay on the ranch. Therefore, we call this place the “Cat Farm”.
I was lucky enough to grow up out here and experience incredible things—riding horses, American history, the birth of baby animals, driving four wheelers, fantastic sunsets, and the list goes on and on. I can’t wait for Ethan to start making memories here too.
We get a whole week here and, while it’s a long time away from Stu, we’re having a great time.
So, the next time you think of Nebraska think again…it will surprise you.