Steve, Gloriana, Colorado, and Thanksgiving

When L and I got engaged we had the whole family planning discussion and agreed that as poor, starving college students we should wait to have kids. But Landon knowing he is marrying someone who is super baby hungry agreed to let me have a cat. He hopes that the kitten will give me something to take care of and keep my baby needs under control until we can afford an actual baby.

This being said, a few weeks ago we were offered a free kitten from Landon's friend's parents {welcome to Idaho where everyone is somebody's brother's neighbor's kissing cousin twice removed}. Anyway, we got our sweet little kitten {who loves Landon a heck of a lot more than he loves me. Rude} 

We named him Steve {On account of we first thought he was a girl then had to come up with a boy name on the spot when it was discovered that he was in fact a boy, and now he knows his name so it's too late to change it to something less ridiculous} On occasion, he does like me. But Landon is by far is favorite.

Shortly after Steve we scored some cheap tickets to the Gloriana concert here in Salt Lake. It was a totally awesome concert, if you ever get a chance to go, GO! It was super good and they definitely know how to entertain. 

For Thanksgiving we took off to Colorado {Thanks to Grandpa who found us super cheap tickets, we got to fly instead of making the 9 hour drive} L was super nervous, it having been his first time meeting my family. But all went great and they loved him and he loves them! 

Then because we are crazy, the Saturday after Thanksgiving we got up at 5 AM, hopped on a plane in Denver, got off the plane in Salt Lake, got in the car and drove to Clifton to have Thanksgiving with his family. 

At the moment, he is the favorite uncle. But kids are fickle so ask again next week. He'll be demoted again until Christmas for whatever reason I'm sure. 

Extra bonus: I got to get on a horse again for the first time in probably close to 2 years {we don't have a lot of horses in Salt Lake City} And even though it doesn't look like it in the picture, Mason was more excited about the horses than I was!