This past weekend our friends got married in Vail. Mike went up early since he was in the wedding. The boys and I came a couple days later. Mike said that a lot of the people who had made the trek had had car trouble, so we took it easy getting up the mountain. The drive was nuts! It takes about 2 hours to get there. At the start of our drive, it was 101 degrees. The coldest it got was 47 degrees (which is when I started hitting myself for not packing warmer clothes for the boys) At one point there was hail. When we got to Vail, it was back to a beautiful 80 degrees. The boys handled the drive (and the whole weekend) like champs.
At about 8 or 8:30 on the night of the wedding, Ethan said he was ready to go to bed at his “home in the mountains”. We didn’t even get to eat cake!! But I can’t complain that we’ve got a boy that knows when he’s tired!! And Micah was sick, so it was nice that both boys wanted to leave at the same time.
We hung out in Vail as a family for a little bit on Sunday before heading back home. It made us realize (again) how much we love being in the mountains.