The day after Christmas we headed on the long drive down to Wyoming to visit with my parents for a few days. The boys are probably going to expect to get three batches of presents again next year (Houston, Bismarck, and Kirby), and boy are they going to be in for a surprise! We had sent all of my parents' presents ahead of time except for one--a quilt for my mom with hand prints from everyone in the family. I feel a little bad, but when she cries, that's a sure indication that she likes her present. She cried. According to Jacob, the going to Grandma and Grandpa's house means one thing--water. As in the big garden tub, the hot tub and the hot pools. And he wasn't disappointed this time, because he got to do all three.
