(I took the main photo above at McQuade Harbor back in mid-November. Check out Jake Trost’s photo of what it looked like on the last night of 2015!)
Our return trek to Indiana was uneventful, which is about the best thing you can say about traveling right before Christmas.
It took a little time, but Wild Child here seems to have figured out where we are.
Greta, however, had absolutely no trouble adjusting. She’s been loving having a bigger yard to run around, not to mention a fence she can see through.
Christmas was a blast for big brother this year. Thanks to a tip from his preschool teachers, Santa knew which toy had become his most favorite. R2 didn’t mind wearing big brother’s Viking hat, and got a few new toys of his own as well.
By the way, that Viking baby started rolling over this week. He’s speedy about it, too — I get the distinct impression he’s desperate to catch up to big brother.
We’ve been getting some quality family time, now that we’re back in town. Auntie M made a holiday appearance and I’m pretty sure Nolan’s face is chapped because of it.
We’ve been doing our best to get the house in order as fast as possible. Unpacking over Christmas has been… an adventure.
(Let’s just say the employees of our local donation-accepting thrift store have come to know us on sight.)
My favorite room so far is getting finished today.
Unfortunately, the rest will have to wait. John has to make a brief guest appearance back in Wisconsin to tie up some work ends, so it’s back to the salt mines on Monday.
We’re still not set on our next location — when we figure it out, you’ll hear it here first.
Happy new year, everybody!