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We Went HOME For Christmas...

 Christmas this year was a trek to Wyoming. My mother-in-law, Sue, came with us, and we ventured to spend the time with the people we love: my folks, my sister and brother-in-law, and my nephew. It was perfect in so many ways. We got snow on Christmas Eve which the kids went ecstatic for. We walked the terraces and enjoyed the semi-cold Wyoming winter weather (pretty mild, in comparison to other years). We also loved spending time with our cherished family and extended family. 

                           

                          




Jaxson trying out his drone, which he promptly lost on Christmas Day. Sad face. 


Deciding who was taller: Nate or Maddy.


Aunt Dolly and I












The second half of our vacation we ventured to Togwotee Lodge and Jackson Hole. I was so excited to get back to my little slice of  heaven on earth. I love that area. We enjoyed the almost 6 feet of snow at Togwotee and the cold temps (below zero!) in Jackson. We did the sleigh ride through the elk refuge and saw plenty of moose to make me super happy! The Tetons failed to show their beauty as a few storm systems pressed thru. We also did a half day snowmobile trek which was awesome, but bitter cold. Maddy disliked that part, as her feet were super cold at the end and she was in tears. Although, she did say I was pretty savage for going so fast, so I will take it! :)






Little calf running through the snow to keep up with mom













Jax loved our guide, Scarlett. 

Family time!







Playing on snow drifts at the lodge

Swimming thru the snow









Sled dogs ready for a trek


Tubing down the snowbanks


Maddy's cool doodler

How he fell asleep recovering from the cold





Brad jumping into the deep snow



















Snow King





Lodge down time












Freezing bubbles














Sleeping on the route home


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