McCall

Considering we still have one more phase of vacation on which to report, it should feel like vacation lasted a blissful forever! We managed to fly back to Boise earlier than expected on Thursday and then drove up to McCall for the annual Bunn Family weekend. This was Jason's first official Bunn Family Event (for the significance of that, compare: Jason and Justin are the only grandkids on both sides, but I have at least 50 cousins--and more than a dozen aunts and uncles--on just my mom's side of the family!), and he came through with absolute flying colors!


It would have been hard to not have fun, though. Not only did we get serious quality time with the nephews (are you noticing a trend here?), but we got to hang out with my cousins and aunts and uncles, brothers and sisters and parents, all of which was wonderful. The weekend was full of glow-in-the-dark croquet, fishing (Jason caught his first fish on his new fly rod!), shooting, batmitton, hot-tubbing, a glorious Jane Austen movie marathon, and sitting around the table talking about what we had read most recently. We also got to view some old black-and-white silent home videos of my mom and her family growing up. I don't know which was better--watching them parade around in their 1950's and 60's outfits, or listening to them argue over who was whom!


On Monday, we headed back down the mountain and to the airport. I could fill an entire blog post with our horrendous, unanticipated red-eye flight back to Baltimore (the not-close airport), but Jason says I should stop complaining. Let's just say that we were flying the unfriendly skies and then be thankful that, as a result of being bounced around the country, we came home with many more frequent flier miles than we would have otherwise received. How is that for silver lining?