...or, at least, the week BEFORE Christmas.
We packed it up and headed up the mountain to spend some quality time with the Beej, H, and Ozo. Between Beaver Street pitchers of Bramble Berry, action a-plenty at the trailhead, the requisite stop at Target for everything we forgot, and the passage of a night on a completely flat air mattress (although, love is, actually, all around us!), it quite possibly the BEST week before Christmas ever experienced. By anyone. Ever. As Natalie put it, "Mas sled, please."
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