Funny…this time last week we were in the mountains without agenda, with seemingly nothing to do, and do you know what?
We forgot there was TV.
We also forgot there were screens of any kind, and we forgot the phrase, “I’m bored.”
We are now, as a family, smartly searching for our own, personal oasis in a little place called Away-From-It-All. Because you know why? Maybe we need a place where we can listen to awful-and-not-very-funny jokes that make young boys snort with laughter on a plaid couch in a warm spot with lamps made out of antlers and such.
We definitely could use a spot to make delicious pancakes and where we perhaps burn the bacon and need to leave the fan in the window for about 15 minutes or so.
A spot to continue playing chess, which I think we’ve finally figured out how to play, thanks to a great version called No Stress Chess.
And maybe they need to go outside to play in the snow and jump off of buildings.
And because we weren’t THAT far away from the nearest medical facilities. I think.
How about a spot where you can just bust out your sled or bury yourself in the snow at an any given moment?
Sounds good to me, too.
Next post, I’ll show you how to ride through the forest in a two-horse open sleigh.