This year we took Christmas north. I think it was the new van.
We got this.
Grandma Sandy had everything ready for us. We just showed up.
Here is Mom opening her presents from Natalie. (Natalie always picks the best presents.)
My Little Pony.
My 7 year old nephew has more muscles than your 7 year old nephew.
Steroids, I see no other explanation.
Mom decided to rent a cabin for while we were there.
They scoped it out a few weeks before.
And by the time the kids got there it was dumped with snow. We’re not in Boise anymore.
Picking up the stragglers.
The boys stayed the night and ate canned beans.
Bringing in firewood for Grandad.
The boys LOVE the electric splitter.
Natalie and Reuben are on the church’s social committee. We were there just in time for the event of the year.
My favorite game was gum-drop memory with candy bars. Mmmm.
The photo booth.
Followed by the sound of 300 balloons being popped by little thugs.
Reuben was like, “Ha! I brought ear plugs.”
The fruit of their labor.
Rahab on her Daddy Date. Poor little Boxing Day birthday always gets the short end of the stick.
Daddy took her to the indoor play land and Grandma Sandy took her to Mexican food.
Later the kids snowmobiled in to the cabin. Where Gideon informed his driver that he needed to go back for his hat. When Randy turned around Gideon was all but covered in blood. And had no idea.
Head wounds are so prone to exaggeration. He’s fine.
Trying out William’s Christmas present.
I grabbed a few pictures of Sarah with the AR for future Red Girl stickers. I told her they would be silhouette only so she didn’t have to worry what she looked like. In which case she might not appreciate this.
If only 1 month postpartum looked this good on all of us.
The children went to the ice rink and loved it. I went shopping. It is COLD in there. Who does that?
Natalie trying on her new hot pants and .357.
Driving home through Hoth.
His and Hers temperature controls.
I’m the one in the sweater.
And we made it safely home. I spent the last week unpacking, reorganizing, and gearing up for 2016. But I think I just want to go back to bed.