The Quilters: Thanksgiving

View from my parent's living room window. Under the tree on the left is the milking cow, Molly.

This year for Thanksgiving we were able to spend the entire week in Montana with my entire family. When we left Wenatchee on the 18th, the weather was mild and around 35-40* F. and when we arrived at my parents farm on the 19th(we stopped in Missoula for the night) the temperature was around -15*F with winds about 20-30mph. Needless to say, the boys and I stayed inside for most of the time. Jeff braved the weather several times to help with the chores that needed done, including milking the cow by hand and corralling the calves. Jackson had been talking about helping Nanny and Papa with the cows the entire week before we left, so he got bundled up a couple times and was able to go and "help" with the milking. He loved it and kept asking to go out again, even if it was dark and the wind was blowing hard enough to blow him away. Thankfully, we were able to see the cow out one of the living room windows, so he was able to watch from there a few times when it was time for the others to go out. Owen stayed inside with me most of the time, but by the end of the week, it had warmed up just enough for him to go out without freezing for a few minutes at a time.

Owen and Uncle Aaron sledding

Snuggling in the warm house while watching a movie

Because of the terrible weather, many of the extended family members we usually see at Thanksgiving weren't able to make it, so the crowd was smaller, but just as much fun as always. Because all my siblings were home, we attempted to take some family pictures. We got a few good ones and we got some pretty funny ones, but we weren't able to get all the ones we hoped for. Jen and her fiancee had to go all the way back to Billings and it was already dark, so we did a whole family picture and sent them on their way.

Our drive home was the clearest and the prettiest we have ever seen and we made great time. The roads were clear and dry for most of the way and the only place it was even the least bit slick was going over Roger's Pass in Montana, and even that wasn't bad. There was some snow on the road, but within 5 miles of the summit it had melted and was dry all the way down. Thank goodness for a Heavenly Father who hears and answers our prayers. I am so grateful He takes care of us and keeps us safe when things aren't looking very safe. I hope you had a safe Thankgiving as well and I will update you after my next Dr appointment and let you know when we get to find out if our little bundle of joy is a boy or girl :)