Thankfully, we did not come across any bear this trip to the mountains. But, the deer were beautiful. And they were so close to us! Grandpa David (Brian’s dad) feeds the deer by his house so they simply think of people as feeders–not hunters. It was amazing…
And our Christmas was quite merry.
David is learning that there’s no such word as “gots” and I think we may have convinced the kids that they can say deer for one deer or more.
I don’t even know what else to say.
I’m glad that we are back home. And I’m ready to get back to “normal” (as if that exists).
I am so grateful that our kids get to travel. And we are so lucky to have our families. It’s nice to see someone else spoil our kids.
I will post photos later.