Nothing like a back seat driver.
Especially a 3 year old back seat driver.
At 1 am. On a Snow covered back country road.
As we slip slided around the roads approaching my parents the other night, I seriously thought we might end up in a ditch and all the while my 3 year old was WIDE awake and chattering non stop about all the snow. He kept saying, “Dad, don’t get in an accident. We wouldn’t want to get in an accident and die dad.”
Over and over.
Truthfully, it provided a little comic relief to Scott and I as the conditions were less than ideal.
Thankfully, we made it safely. And my dad greeted us with his plow and tractor. At 2 am. He was out plowing the driveway. My three old thought he was out to give him a tractor ride. We figured, “Why not. It wasn’t like he was asleep.” Besides, how often do you get the opportunity for a 2 am tractor ride in the snow.
The snow was gorgeous and we had a wonderful day on Wednesday. My poor mom had to work, so I offered to bake the pies. I baked while my Dad and Scott played in the snow with the kids. All day.
Then, the only thing that could make playing in 8 inches of snow at your grandparents EVEN MORE FUN, was the addition of 4 cousins and an uncle.
Thanksgiving was a low key relaxing day. We did a photo opp for Grandma’s Christmas card. They went sledding again. They did crafts and my grandparents came for a visit. Then we ate our feast, enjoyed those pies and ended it all with watching the Steelers/Ravens game. It was an ALMOST perfect day. (darn that painful loss to our rival)
It was a wonderful visit. Full of family and fun and snuggles, beautiful snow and yummy food. I am grateful, so very grateful for my family and the opportunity to spend a few days with them.