You don’t need to remind me that it is nearly the middle of January.
I could make a dozen excuses as to why all of our pictures from Christmas have taken so long to get posted. But I will give you only one which holds much water . . . I have been having so much fun doing things! Loving my family, helping Lowell in at the post office, having company in for cobbler and ice cream, planning a baby shower for Darlene Byler’s newest little guy, designing a new journal series, signing up for probably too many seed catalogs, and just getting the kids back into the swing of school. So this blog might take second fiddle for a bit. Sometimes the well runs dry until enough of life happens to fill it back up again!
As if you needed to know all that.
So this was the rest of our vacation . . . and I can say we enjoyed it immensely.
The Case of the Missing Child.
Or the child missing his snow gloves.
One evening, our neighbor, Charles Schrock, brought his snowmobile over to our field and pulled our sled behind it. Even us old folks got a ride!
It was so much fun! But I didn’t want to admit how sore I was the next day . . .
And aren’t those mountains beautiful? The snow certainly lends an extra beauty to the otherwise stark winter landscape.
Someone was fishing. In December. In my living room.
I loved the smiles and laughter!
Then it was time for some balloon volleyball.
Football. In December. In my living room.
Aannnddd he slides onto home plate!!
Oops. Wrong game.
The boys have so much fun playing with a foam football in our living room. I know we really probably honestly shouldn’t let them . . . but they must ask permission before each game – and we love to see them playing together!
Never mind that the blinds are missing some vital pieces and the curtains keep getting rearranged.
Sometimes Big Brother even gets in on the action.
Awesome adventure in December. Between the covers of a book. In my living room.
Then on New Year’s Eve, we had our home packed full of fun-loving folks who so graciously forgave me for nearly smoking them out of the house with my chicken potpies that spilled over in the oven. Add into that some fireworks, games, and lots of laughter!
And then at midnight, we brought in the New Year by singing “Shine, Jesus Shine”.
It was indeed a good way to end 2015 and begin 2016.