Hello! I missed you! We spent a warm, cozy, family-filled Christmas up at the cabin and thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. The cabin was chock-full of cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents all willing and excited to play with Sam any time of day. It's so delightful to have your little one entertained and happy all day long. It was a blissful week for all of us with only a few tears shed when superman stunts off the furniture ended badly, and those were short-lived, always ending quickly as he squirmed off my lap to chase after some cousin or another, laughing again.
That's the best thing about the cabin, we get so much time to simply be together, sharing the same space, laughing at the same jokes, playing board games and eating all sorts of delicious, rich food entirely guilt free. We did the sibling handmade gift exchange, which was one of the highlights of the trip. I'll report on that soon... And nearly every day found us outside, cross country skiing through the bracing cold, breathing deeply that unparalleled mountain air. It made me miss Maine where we used to ski out our back door and through the old logging trails in the woods behind the house.
I was feeling very "Little House on the Prairie" as we had to park two miles from the cabin and snow mobile in. Every inch of skin had to be covered; boots, ski pants, gloves, parka, face mask, goggles, hats with ear flaps... And if you missed an inch, you felt it! Sam was so brave, bundled up so much he could hardly move. We paused once and I asked him how he was doing (I couldn't even see his face to gauge his reaction to the ride). "Crazy!" he said. Indeed it was rather crazy barrelling through the snow in the dark of night with only the moon to guide us. But exciting, romantic and energizing! It really felt like we had stepped back in time; life at the cabin is simpler, more elemental, we focus on the important things like family and food. And there's a wildness about the wide open Montana spaces. I can't wait to go back again!