JR's family joined us for a white Christmas in McCall. While Boise was completely socked in under a nasty inversion (think one giant exhaust cloud hanging low over the entire valley) (think LA smog), we drove 2 hours north for a beautiful, snowy, lakeside holiday.
From our condo it was a short walk to the lake, a coffee shop, outdoor gear shop, women's boutique, and the perfect toddler-sized sledding hill. Add a few minutes more, and you were in the heart of town. Ideal.
Some went skiing, some went shopping, some sat in large cushy recliners with a cup of cocoa. And John, Renee, Val, and Sai ventured into the wintry forest to cut a Christmas tree. Not all photos have been collected and John may have just lost all of his with a hard drive crash today (super bummer), so right now it just looks like we were sledding the whole time...
And hangin' with Auntie Nay Nay...
And checking out McCall trash...
And sliding down crunchy ice in a skirt and tights. Multiple times. Before realizing that such an activity might be cold enough to make us cry all the way home.
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