Hubby, kids and I had a great Thanksgiving with extended family. We ate and ate and ate and ate. The last piece of chocolate pecan pie was eaten last night...so sad. On Friday, we loaded up the car with the stroller, pack-n-play portable crib, suitcase (got away with only one), diapers and more diapers, white noise machines for everyone, and large heavy coats and headed to the mountains for a getaway and holiday lights tour.
The cabin in the woods where we lodged was wonderful. It was quiet, with the exception of the 2-year old and 5-month old, and it was warm and cozy with two fireplaces. But we didn't stay in the cabin for long before we headed to Dollywood to see the amazing Christmas lights at dark.
The next morning we loaded up the car again and headed to the nearest pancake house to fuel our bodies for the adventures at Dollywood once again. This time we saw the sights in the daylight and enjoyed some theme park rides. L really had a great time. S catnapped in the stroller and peaked out over his layers of blankets.
We arrived home last night exhausted and ready to collapse in our own beds. It's funny how only one night away can exhaust the little munchkins (and the big ones, too). But I think we'll be up for the challenge again next year...maybe we've started a new family tradition.