I say it every year, but I think this Christmas was my favorite. :) I guess they just keep getting better and better. I think this year was special because it was our first Christmas at the cabin and the longer I live in Minnesota the more I embrace the culture. We had a blizzard. Outside looked the The Tundra....and I LOVED it. Maybe I didn't love the cold, but I LOVED the coziness.
(see the ice house in the background? More on that later.)
The cabin is so great mostly because my Dad has this great vision for what he wants it to be. We laugh at all the things he wants to get but then thank him for it later. What a special place he has created. My Dad gets the prize for "seizing the day" and for making it possible for us to seize the day. Had it been left up to me that ice house would have been the first thing to get put in the dumpster when we moved in. But, my Dad saw it as the diamond in the rough and rescued it. And thank goodness he did. The boys spent the better part of a day and a half in that thing. Don't think they were totally roughing it because they did have a heater in there. I myself never ventured out but I'm guessing between the tall tales and the heater it was pretty toasty in there.
I'm pretty sure that the boys could have been cast members for Grumpy Old Men. Ah, I so love that movie. :)
They boys must have liked it out there because this fish is as good as it gets. No bragging rights were won from this fish off.
Cheers! Or should I say Skoll!! For Christmas Erik bought us honest to goodness Norweign Liqour...and gave us a history lesson to with it. It was the first liquor to be recorded that was drank by the Vikings and in the making it must cross the Equator twice. You learn something new everyday. Too much of that stuff will put hairs on your chest so I tried to restrain myself from chugging too much. :)
My all time favorite picture! Uncle Erik played and played with Aiden. And Aiden LOVED it. Mama is just not that cool. Ami, if you send me your pictures I'll brag about how much Aiden loves you too. :)
I tried it out for myself a few times and that orange sled is nothing to be laughed at. It made a pretty good run.
It's all about tradition. Aiden always sits on Pappy's lap and reads the Christmas story.
My Mom's vision comes into play with Gingerbread houses. Every year she buys all the supplies and cleans up the huge mess. We used to grumble about it in the years when we thought we were too cool, but now we all try to out-gingerbread (or out-grahm cracker, rather) each other. Some people are more artsy than others and we'll leave it at that.
I have loads of more pictures to share but I wanted to post a few before Christmas round 2 takes place. The cabin just might have been more magical in the winter than it was in the summer and I'm itching to head back up and try out my ice skates on the rink my Dad cleared on the lake. I'm pretty sure nothing is more romantic than ice skating on your very own lake. Thanks Mom and Dad! Coming home was really hard and that's a good thing. We'll be back soon!
(see the ice house in the background? More on that later.)
The cabin is so great mostly because my Dad has this great vision for what he wants it to be. We laugh at all the things he wants to get but then thank him for it later. What a special place he has created. My Dad gets the prize for "seizing the day" and for making it possible for us to seize the day. Had it been left up to me that ice house would have been the first thing to get put in the dumpster when we moved in. But, my Dad saw it as the diamond in the rough and rescued it. And thank goodness he did. The boys spent the better part of a day and a half in that thing. Don't think they were totally roughing it because they did have a heater in there. I myself never ventured out but I'm guessing between the tall tales and the heater it was pretty toasty in there.
I'm pretty sure that the boys could have been cast members for Grumpy Old Men. Ah, I so love that movie. :)
They boys must have liked it out there because this fish is as good as it gets. No bragging rights were won from this fish off.
Cheers! Or should I say Skoll!! For Christmas Erik bought us honest to goodness Norweign Liqour...and gave us a history lesson to with it. It was the first liquor to be recorded that was drank by the Vikings and in the making it must cross the Equator twice. You learn something new everyday. Too much of that stuff will put hairs on your chest so I tried to restrain myself from chugging too much. :)
My all time favorite picture! Uncle Erik played and played with Aiden. And Aiden LOVED it. Mama is just not that cool. Ami, if you send me your pictures I'll brag about how much Aiden loves you too. :)
I tried it out for myself a few times and that orange sled is nothing to be laughed at. It made a pretty good run.
It's all about tradition. Aiden always sits on Pappy's lap and reads the Christmas story.
My Mom's vision comes into play with Gingerbread houses. Every year she buys all the supplies and cleans up the huge mess. We used to grumble about it in the years when we thought we were too cool, but now we all try to out-gingerbread (or out-grahm cracker, rather) each other. Some people are more artsy than others and we'll leave it at that.
I have loads of more pictures to share but I wanted to post a few before Christmas round 2 takes place. The cabin just might have been more magical in the winter than it was in the summer and I'm itching to head back up and try out my ice skates on the rink my Dad cleared on the lake. I'm pretty sure nothing is more romantic than ice skating on your very own lake. Thanks Mom and Dad! Coming home was really hard and that's a good thing. We'll be back soon!
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