A Cabiny Christmas

It may seem like months ago now, but our Christmas at the cabin was utterly delightful, as usual.  Our full house gets fuller every year, and having four boys running around (and one toddling between aunts and uncles) made things even more fun...and maybe just a tad more chaotic!  I will confess to a moment or two of panic that the next time we have Christmas together, Jason and I will be the ones chasing down a toddler and trying to keep him from climbing the stairs, climbing into the fire, eating candy off the counter by the handfuls, etc.

Cooper gets ready for some Rock Band.

Inches of snow is no problem for sledding!

People are always saying Christmas is better with kids (usually it goes something like, "Christmas is only for kids," which I think is ridiculous, but whatever), and this Christmas WAS better with kids.  Mason and Troy have joined Cole in being old enough to gleefully open stockings and get excited about every gift they opened.  The extended grabbers (which Cole named "gribby grabbers," I think) were the kids favorite...and the adults least favorite.

Heavy load, Cole?

 

Best buds Troy and Mason

  We spent the whole week before Christmas in Idaho, most of it in the mountains.  We did have a big ol' family breakfast with the Grahams Wednesday morning, which was as fun as it has been for the past thirty-some years.

Fightin' words.

Snow angels with Granny

Unfortunately, there wasn't a lot of snow in McCall this year--usually we have a couple of feet, this time we had a couple of inches.  Made for a rough sledding hill (just ask Kim!), but we made the best of it.

Piles of pah-resants!

Christmas morning

Kade in a bucket

It was Christmas as usual--The Littlest Angel, the seafood feast, the Lord of the Rings viewing.  All wonderful.  And then we headed down the mountain to catch our plane...which was delayed so badly that we would have missed our connecting flight.  So we rebooked for a little later...and then had another delay.  It gave us an extra night with my parents, and when we left the next morning, we were bumped up all the way to DC!  The plane from Chicago to Dulles had those fantastic seats that lay almost all the way back...mmm...best hour and a half flight ever.  I almost wanted to go all the way to Moscow just because I was so comfy...