As Marc is wont to do a few days before a
long weekend, he told me that he wanted to take the boys to New Hampshire over Columbus Day weekend a mere 2 days prior. As I am wont to do because I require notice for such things, I initially said no. (Am I really that same girl who once moved to California on a whim?) But then I thought about it, and realized that these boys aren't going to be little forever, so we may as well take spontaneous trips while we can. So we loaded up the truck and headed up to the world's tiniest cabin in the
White Mountains. The boys were SO EXCITED when we got there because it was child-sized AND they got to share a bedroom. They were even more excited when we told them that the next morning we were headed to Santa's Village. They jumped on my and Marc's bed yelling "YAY!!", then Jack said, "Sam, let's go say 'yay' on our bed!" so they ran like 18 inches to the next room and jumped on their own bed yelling "YAY!!". Finally they calmed down and snuggled up in their cozy little room, while Marc and I watched television in the living room/kitchen right on the other side of the thin wall.
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| On the train at Santa's Village |
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| No grown-ups allowed! |
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| The boys found all 26 elves! |
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| Jack's first 3D movie. |
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| Sam didn't keep the glasses on for long. |
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| Feeding Santa's reindeer some carrots |
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| Flying high |
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| Sam checking out Jack and Daddy on the chimney drop |
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| Jack and Daddy brave the Flume (the 2nd of only 2 rides that Sam couldn't ride) |
The next morning was so freaking cold, but Marc and the boys went out and played on the two playgrounds at the "resort". Then we headed into the beautiful mountains for a day at Santa's Village, a Christmas theme park. It sounds super tacky, but for a Christmas-themed park, it was actually pretty well done. There weren't any creepy characters walking around, and if you wanted to see Santa, you had to go find him in his cabin. The rides were awesome, all geared toward kids, and Jack and even Sam could ride the majority of them. Both boys had a blast on the rides, and looking for elves throughout the park. Sam wasn't crazy about visiting Santa, but Jack didn't hesitate to tell him that he wanted a "remote control police vehicle with buttons on the side and a remote control."
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| Greeting some of the many deer at the Polar Caves |
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| Crouching Dragon Hidden Tiger |
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| So, so steep |
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| Exiting one of the caves |
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| The lovely White Mountains |
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| Love. |
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| My boy |
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| Miner 49ers |
For our last day in New Hampshire, we drove down the Kancamagus highway to see the gorgeous White Mountain foliage, then took a trip to the Polar Caves, which were formed by falling boulders thousands of years ago when a glacier passed through (or something like that...). The scenery around the Polar Caves was stunning, and worth the trip, but the caves might not have been the best bet for our crew...they were difficult to pass through as they are super narrow, we had to carry Sam up and down steep steps, and I kicked Jack in the eye while trying to get up the stairs in one of the caves. But despite this, the boys had fun and even went "mining" for gems afterward. Marc bought Jack a suction cup bow and arrow in the gift shop, and of course on the way home when we asked Jack what he liked best about the weekend, he told us that he couldn't wait to tell his friends and teachers about his ($8) bow and arrow... Ahh, memories...