
...or from another piggyback ride at Uncle Kim's.
Do I know these last two girls???
Or Brenna enjoying Christmas oranges...
Great-grandpa holding Alastair (who is obviously teething--lots of drool at current time!)
Or catching Catherine playing with Alastair. Funny. Not too many pictures of Connor.
That could be because he runs whenever a camera appears.
I was just reflecting. Two weeks ago, right about this time of afternoon, we were trying to drive in the lane to the Bailey home. Usually, that quarter mile lane is traversed in a matter of a minute or less. Not so this time! One hour. Yes, one hour!
The wind had been blowing, and all that beautiful, powdery, 12 inches of snow started moving around... drifting... filling in the lane. Justin and Darcy barely made it in with their 4-wheel drive an hour earlier. Catherine and Aaron, with 3 unhappy children, had taken 20 minutes, a few hours earlier. Here's Justin, running back to the house for another shovel. And maybe a warmer hat. It was bitterly cold with the wind!
It was a matter of shovel out under the wheels, rock the car backward and forward (with lots of yells, "don't spin the wheels!") and then move forward 10 feet before repeating the actions.
Once we made it to the house, Grandpa took the tractor out with a blade, and then later with a snow blower to clear things out. He was up at 4:30 Sunday morning to get it ready for us to go to church at 9 a.m. We were the first out. Stuck again. After 30 minutes of work, we were able to get back to the house, then go in shifts in the 4-wheel drive vehicles. We were only 20 minutes late for church, and we were providing the special musical number (Kevin-piano, Deborah, Elly and Alice on string instruments--it was beautiful!)
We'll always remember this Christmas vacation!
...and on Interstate 80 between Laramie and Rawlins in Wyoming... (and this was before it got scary and Kevin took over driving)...
...at Hoback Junction, near Jackson Hole, Wyoming. This part of the journey was SO beautiful!
And the bighorn sheep didn't seem to be bothered by all the snow, though they were feeding near the roadway. It was thrilling to see them!
We were happy to make it to Idaho, safe and sound. The roads were snow-covered the last fourth of the way (about 300 miles). But the Christmas holidays were totally worth it all!