Maggie has been begging to go to the cabin since before we left India. We finally went up yesterday and spent the night. She talked Dad into stomping up to the "stick house."
We didn't realize how much snow there'd be, or we would have brought snow boots.
Giant icicle at a neighbor's cabin.
Little Tikes cabin. Me want.
It took Dalton an hour and a half, but he finally found a comfortable spot and fell asleep.
The next morning, we realized the clocks hadn't been changed for daylight savings and we'd put him to bed an hour early.