(Eventual) Holiday fun in Massachusetts

Dad and the kids finally got on a plane to Boston late Wednesday, an hour before the airport closed for fog that cancelled a bunch of other departing flights, and guess what happened?

Levynn sat down in her seat, looked horrible, said her stomach hurt, and predictably (Mom just had this virus, after all) vomited on herself as the plane began its ascent.

Not the way you want to start a trip!

But Levynn recovered quickly - nearly half of these photos and videos were taken within 24 hours of the flight - and neither Dad nor Lincoln got sick, somehow or other.

So we got to play in the snow that kept us away for three days, first in a state park with Papa, Uncle Colin, Aunt Katey and their dog Brady on Thursday, and then for some sledding with Uncle Dan, Aunt Rachel, Uncle Andy and cousin Chloe at the elementary school down the street on Friday.

We also went to an indoor play place with Rachel and Chloe on Saturday, after we missed out on the Disney on Ice show and the Boston Children's Museum visit we had planned for earlier in the week when we were still stuck in Chicago.

And we ate, drank and were generally merry - but all without Mom, who was missed by more than just the three of us.

Brady loves to lick!


"Cheese!"

Santa Papa at work.

Go 'Cats! (No, not those 'Cats, Kentucky folks!)





Ice skates! (You'll see them put to use very, very soon.)









Levynn is worn out!






And our last morning...



Thank you, Massachusetts clan!