More photos from our Christmas travels...this time from my (Tom's) phone, which admittedly doesn't take great photos, but they are worth keeping all the same.
We start as our trip did, with a late evening flight on Christmas day from Maui, here's the bean sleeping on his mama, or at least wanting to sleep under the blue tint of the plane's cabin lights, while on our way to Dallas.
The trip was long, but we made it Maine the next day and soon found ourselves in an unknown place, one with tons of snow!! Or, as Daniel says, '...Coldddd.....!' With thanks to the Diamond Stanics for the warm hospitality, we managed to survive using all the extra winter gear we got to borrow. At the same, it took a little convincing for Danny...
He knew this new snow thing was neat, but just wasn't quite as comfortable with the idea of it as those crazy cousins! Suzie for sure was a pro.
Our trip to Maine had all the staples of a great trip, food, football, family. Danny and Mark got to hang out a lot, and chill with Danny's Uncle Aleks.
One morning we woke up and went sledding down a big hill near a school in Auburn (next to Lewiston). Daniel and his Mama were much braver then the old man of the family whose Texas upbringing didnt instill much of a sledding knowledge.
But, in part, I'm blame the jetlag. The jetlag was for real this time. We came to realize that this is the furthest that we have ever flown with Daniel in one go. Often times, we have stopped in Dallas for a while, of just gone to the West Coast. The distance to the East Coast is no joke, and someone (cough..Daniel...cough) didn't want to switch over his body clock, meaning his parents were up for some late nights early on. One night, I stayed up and played downstairs with Danny until almost 1 am. As the video below proclaims, Mama was "sleeepin.."
After a couple of days, Grandad and Nana arrived and the fun and games continued. Danny and Mark loved listening to Grandad's mandolin...course, in this pic, they all seem to be singing some ode to the snowy squirrels outside.
Molly and I actually got to go out for some fancy kine dinner while in Lewiston, at a place called Fuel. I thought since it was the first time we went out sans Daniel since he was born, that I should at least wear my cowboy boots like a proper gent. Little did I realize that cowboy boots are not built for Maine ice...it was cold!! Here's a pic outside of the restaurant with a bank temp for the record...6!
Despite the cold, we got out for some nice walks around Bates College, just nextdoor to the Diamond Stanics place. Danny and I both warmed up to the cold once he stole Antie Maggie's scarf, and I, Grandad's snowmobile suit. We're weak, we fully admit.
One day, we went out for a lite lunch at a place called Forage, and Danny loved the chalk-board table.
The fun with the cousins dominated the week, and many times they couldn't be seen separated. Suzie and/or Mark would push Danny around on Thomas the train, or they'd be playing with Hotwheels cars down a track, or puzzles.
We did a bunch of dancing and playing around as well. Here's a group shot of us and the cousins, with Daniel of course looking the other direction. Impossible to get everybody looking the same direction.
We had a great time in Maine, and afterwards went down to Boston (Auburndale) for a night to catch up with our good friends Suz and Coley, and of course Cassidy and Rocco. I didnt get any good photos really, but here are a couple of shots of Molly and Danny playing in Cassidy's awesome reading spot and Danny and Rocco trying to turn on the Beatles CD in Cassidy's old school CD player.
That pretty much wraps up on Northeast part of the trip (as summarized in a sparse sampling on my pics)...next post we go to Texas!
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