We’ve just gotten home from another winter cabin adventure. My husband and as many of our kids and grandkids meet in the middle in snow country. This year, we’ve all had about a week of being bogged down by an inversion layer and dense fog, so arriving at the rental cabin with sunshine to warm our faces in 22 degree weather was glorious.
It was a smaller group this year. If everyone came (us, our children and their families) we’d be at 18 people. Yikes! When did our little family get so big? J We had 13 and a little bit smaller cabin. I think it made us spend even more time with each other. We chatted, ate, played games, ate, went sledding, and ugh! Ate some more. I haven’t stepped on the scale since I got home. Thought it might be a good idea to pound the pavement for a few days first.
Our favorite cabin game seems to be Pictionary. Old or young, the pictures drawn are sometimes boggling, but almost always hilarious when we’re told what it’s supposed to be.
We’ve been doing this cabin thing for about 12 winters now and it still amazes me that the kids and grandkids still want to go. It’s a chunk of time (3 nights) away from their lives. I’m honored that they each make this an important annual event. Whether in winter, summer, spring or fall, it’s wonderful to have this time to reconnect in a busy, busy world. And I hope each and every one of you get the same opportunity. It’s amazing.