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Go West, Young Man

We couldn’t get out of the overgrown truck stop that is Hays Kansas fast enough. Remember the other day, in Indiana, when I said we’d “reached the flat part of the journey”? Hah. Hah hah heh heh hah. That’s pretty funny. I clearly didn’t know the meaning of the word.

There’s Kansas for you, in a nutshell. Only the Texas panhandle is more boring. We were so relieved when we got to Colorado.

…of course, the scenery didn’t change much with the state line. In fact, the eastern half of Colorado (which we drove through today) looked pretty much like Kansas, except they seemed to grow sunflowers and cows instead of corn and cows.

Finally, finally, as we drove into Boulder, we got our first glimpse of the Rockies.

Boulder is nestled in the foothills, and looks to be quite nice. We’re staying here through our shabbat and will leave Sunday morning. Tomorrow we’re planning on lots of walks around the city, which looks quite nice. I’m sure I’ll have a gazillion pictures to share with you all.

When I look back on this year in the future, I’m pretty sure that this will be the weekend when Jacob “started walking”. He’s been taking a few tentative steps here and there, primarily at our urging and ecstatic clapping, but tonight he stood up from a seated position without any assistance and walked around twenty steps to me. He had the most amazing grin on his face the whole time, and for the next hour and a half, he walked all over the hotel room.

He’s still definitely in the “drunken midget” stage–he’s wobbly, if he tries to turn too quickly or nod his head vigorously (another thing he’s started to do this week) he topples right over, but he’s walking. Really walking. It’s wonderful and strange to watch our baby act like–be a toddler. Every time he does something new or enters a new stage, it becomes my favorite.

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