On Monday the 22:
- Walked to the store in many feet of snow to get clean clothes and other sundries that were not packed in our carryons. Molly of course had a weeks worth of clothes. She's such a good packer.
- Were rescued by my Uncle Scott who braved great peril to drive up from Portland. 8 people, 10+bags, a medium sized SUV, 6 hours in the car on icy roads. Super Fun.
- Arrived safely in Portland.
- Had a snowball fight.
- Welcomed Uncle Bob and fam into the fold. This meant 16 people in a house that was not meant to sleep 16.
Molly enjoyed spending time with Great Uncle Bob (pronounced Goob). However, he had a bad habit of calling everything in every book "Bob". (After a couple days, she did begin calling him "Uncle Bob", so I guess his strategy worked)On Tuesday the 23:
- Walked to the store in even more feet of snow to get groceries and more clothes. 16 people eat a lot.
- Stored food in the snow.
- Took cute pictures of Molly in the snow.
- Shelled crab.
- Planned to leave the next morning and drive to Boise.
Molly was not sure what to think of the snow. She said/signed "Cold" and I eventually explaned to her that it was snow. By the end of the trip, she was running around yelling and signing "Snow". :-)
On Wednesday the 24:
- Did not drive to Boise. Highway 84 was just not safe.
- Made homemade pizza for Chrismas Eve. Fancy!
- Decided that Molly and I would fly to Bosie Christmas Day. This was decided after about half of the residents went to bed, so they were rather surprised when we weren't there the next morning.
On Christmas Day:
- Flew to Boise. (Molly and I) Great Grandpa and Grandma felt it was a fabulous Christmas gift.
On Friday the 26:
- Everyone else made it to Boise.
We celebrated Christmas late, but it was still wonderful. All agreed it was the best visit we'd had in years.
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