About a week before Christmas, I put it together that Eric had taken off work for the entire New Year's week, and staying at home just would not do. So, we planned a fairly last minute trip to Idaho to see my parents and the Iversons. I swore I'd never make the Washington-Idaho drive in the winter, and I was probably right to do so. We got incredibly lucky on the way there, but the way home we met some snowy mountain passes. Thankfully, it's sort of like childbirth and I've already blocked it out.
I do have a photograph to remember it by though:
I should probably start by sharing my view for 80% of the time we were in Eagle:
It was arctic while we were there! So, so cold. That fireplace and I became good friends. I wasn't the only one who liked that spot either:
The cousins are getting old enough now that they're pretty great at playing with one another. They sure like each other's company.
Amos and Levi spent a lot of time like this, honing their Minecraft skills:
I did talk them into the hot tub a couple times, but it was too cold out for much else:
The one day they did play outside, Ward took off his gloves and needed some hand warming from his Grammy:
On New Year's Eve, we all lamed out and went to bed by 10 p.m. I did wake up to the neighbors' fireworks celebration at midnight, so I can say I was awake at least.
The trip was a great time with family, and we added some great memories to our databanks. Drive home not included.