We went to Flagstaff, a two hour drive away about noon on Christmas day. The kids brought along their newly acquired electronic devices so that made for a very very quiet drive. Chad and I enjoyed it immensely.
We stayed at the Little America there, which is darling. beautifully decorated rooms and large too, which for all these little ones makes for a very comfortable stay. Even, though now having four kids we have graduated to two hotel rooms. The three oldest stayed in the room adjoining our with two queen size beds and Chad and I and Jack in a room with a king.
I realized how freaking spoiled my children are all going to be when it was time for bed. Two beds: three children. Luke was so disgusted at the thought of sharing a QUEEN size bed that he opted to sleep on the floor. I told him that when I was growing up I stayed in a hotel room with eight people and two beds.
Impossible. He still does not believe that this is true.
Before we got to the whole sleeping issues there was. . .snow! We got there, checked in and set off to find some snow for sledding. Quite a bunch we were. We went with our friends the Yorks, they have two teenage daughters so our hot mess of a family looked even more out of control next to theirs. Oh well.
The first spot we went was littered with many large trees along the path. Not exactly the safest place to go flying down a hill at top speeds. But, you totally know we did! Come-on, we're the Meads after all!
We got our thrill on here for a time, with Chad and Aaron manning the trees to serve as human blockades to potential brain damage. I even managed to totally wipe Aaron out when Lily and I went down, to which she exclaimed, "YEAH!!! That was awesome, lets go again!"
That's my girl!
We found another hill after this one, which had no trees but; well, it was a teenisey bit steep. Upon pulling up Aaron was saying no way, no way, everyone back in the car. I was already halfway up the hill at this point. I sit down and thanks to some extra baby weight, got about seven feet airborne off the jump at the bottom.
Needless to say, everyone had an awesome time! We coerced everyone to the big hill and had a great time. Went out for some yummy food and since it was Christmas day, we had, Chinese! Sweet, thank goodness for other cultures! Since it was one of two places in the entire town that was open it took no less than three hours for dinner and they literally served it plate by plate with twenty minute increments between servings. We gave the definition of family style dining a run for it's money.
The next day brought more sledding, vomit, breastfeeding in public. Ya, know; a normal day. Makes you want to travel with the Mead's eh.
