Christmas afternoon led us to the Stryker's. It was an exciting, nerve-wracking and semi-white knuckled drive in the snow up the hills, but we made it. And glad we did! A warm lasagna dinner awaited, but more importantly, we got to play in the snow with the cousins, aunties, uncles, and grandparents.
As seems tradition, our gifts to our nephews have to come with some size to it. A giant firetruck one year, a 6 foot map puzzle another year, and this year for Braxton....a giant roller to play in, somwhat like a gerbil wheel.