We started off the year right (well, at least according to the boys): we went with Alan's side of the family to a little cabin for some snowmobiling and hanging out. Alan's cousin Corby is a HUGE outdoorsman (like the word 'huge' doesn't do him justice, seriously-- he is way into any manner of outdoor activity; being that he is a dad of four little ones, he is also really good at planning for kids during all these activities) and brought a small snowmobile along so Mason could drive it himself. Big hit.
We played games, ate tons of food and enjoyed quality family time before everyone went their separate ways--which we'll get to in subsequent posts. Here are the pictures! (In random order because I still am not sure how blogger uploads this junk.)
The frosty view from upstairs of our cabin.
Baby Claire, all bundled up and ready to go.
Hey look! We were all sitting still and looking at the same camera.... almost.
Alan being...himself. Paul being a fun uncle.
Mason was a little skeptical on the first go--grandma and grandpa had to help convince him it was okay.
Mason and his dad, all ready to go.
Mason was not necessarily excited. In the end, he loved it so much he napped ON THE SNOWMOBILE.
Mason got the camera; mom fed the baby. The trip summed up in two sentences.
Mason got the camera. Again. Sorry, Paul and Leah.
Corby and the kid-sized snowmobile were a huge hit.








