On Sunday, we decided to trek up the mountains of Idaho to Bogus Basin ski area. Maggie had been sick and sooooo cranky all weekend, and she usually loves the car, so we thought the drive might give us a chance to visit better and then enjoy the beautiful snowy mountain and let Max play in the snow a bit. In retrospect, a couple of things we didn't account for:
1. Bogus Basin is a bit farther than we thought, so it was a little longer of a drive than we anticipated. That would have been fine, if not for #2:
2. Winding mountain roads + sick baby + car seat in the very back of the car = not a good idea. Let's just say that not once, but twice, we cleaned up an obscene amount of vomit in the car.
3. It was so brutally cold on the top of the mountain, that it was really too cold to even play out in the snow with Max. This was disturbing on a deeply personal level to Max. Fortunately, Uncle Joe manned up and took him out to play for about 3 minutes. The rest of us were way too wussy.
4. Our car does not do that great on ice and snow. It's something about how the weight is distributed. Joe ended up pushing us out of the parking lot when we were spinning our wheels, and we did some slipping and sliding on the way down the mountain that made me a little nervous... until the barfing began and I got distracted by that.
Even given these little obstacles, we had a fun and adventurous day. We heart Joe and Tammy.
Tammy in the cutest stocking cap ever made.
Max the abominable snow boy.
Don't let this face fool you.
Hanging out at the lodge.
Ahhhh.... they're so cute!