Noel made a new snow tunnel. She is part snow-mole.
After an exhausting day of getting pulled on a sled, Sylvia just wanted to sit on her snow-throne and lick an icicle.
Mattias kept trying to turn chunks of snow into ice chunks, by soaking them under the outside faucet. This made for very soggy children.
I had time to do some snow messaging... similar to text messaging, but much colder and it burns more calories.The three shots below, put together, should say "I (Heart) Sean."
Aww... how sweet is that?!
That evening, Sean's parents stopped by and had dinner with us. They were on their way down to Utah from Montana. This was one of the blessings of being delayed the first time. I love spending time with them!! We said good-bye again... and they drove off to the MTC to train for their mission. Had we not been delayed, we wouldn't have gotten to visit again.
Another blessing was getting to go Christmas carolling around to old friends that evening. We brought some of Sean's bullar to people in my old neighbourhood, and carolled. It was heart-warming to see old friends again.
That evening we said good-bye to my sister Lisa, (and Wil and the Christmas Bean Nora) and Daniel's house. Daniel gave Sean a styling Pinnacle jacket and a book about how to budget your finances. We think that was another blessing for being delayed... the book created a very hopful attitude in Sean. We will see what the results are from reading this book over the next few years.
CHRISTMAS EVE: I woke up realizing that our flight would be back after stores closed, and I needed stocking stuffers and Christmas dinner food. I called a good friend in Wisconsin, and she said she would pick it all up for me. We had also been very fortunate to have another friend watching our house and animals for all this time. This trip taught me that reliable friends are a treasure.
After packing up all the snow gear, and 12 bags... (6 carry-ons, and 6 luggage) and getting snacks (again) for everyone... we headed to the airport. After unloading, checking our bags, and doing the whole take-your-shoes-off and get our small army of McMullins through security, they told us that our flight was going to be late, again. We would be stuck in Denver, or we could stay in Idaho. So, we chose to spend Christmas with my family. When we called my mom, she sounded so exhausted from having a wedding and house guests. I felt guilty asking if we could stay a couple more days. The airline booked us for two days out again. We should be home the day after Christmas.
So, that evening we went back to Grandma's and Grandpa's. Sean cooked a ham dinner like the one we had hoped to have at home, we acted out the Nativity story, and did some last minute Christmas shopping so the kids would have something to open the next morning.
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