The happy twist in the story is that two days after we got there Paul received news that his deployment had been canceled. Awesome!
|Four generations of Merrills.|
|Prepping for winter conditions, sledding beneath Mt. Timp (oh how I miss mountains!), and snow angels (Mine, Charlies, and Grammas)|
|Everyone wanted a turn sledding with Charlie and he was all to happy to oblige.|
|As the afternoon went on Charlie's enthusiasm for sledding never waned but his enthusiasm for walking up the hill did. He sure loved being thrown over Dad's shoulder though!|
|We sent Charlie down by him self once and although he smiled all the way he insisted on having someone else in the sled for future runs. He didn't have a shortage of volunteers.|
|Charlie stretching with Uncle Paul, making sure Ginger is never without her chew stick (he followed that dog around like... well... a puppy), and playing with his cousin Trevor.|