Frosty and festive for Fraser's first Christmas

Fact: Cliches are cliches for a reason. 

Another fact: My writing ability is rapidly decreasing.

The holidays always come and go so fast, and having a little baby to help celebrate only seemed to speed things up this year.

Snow, sleet, and freezing conditions paid a visit to our neighborhood (and continue to do so), which made cozying up inside just a little more festive. We didn't let any of these things impart cabin fever, however, and Fraser's been a champ out in the elements. 

We spent Christmas Eve with my side of the family and Christmas afternoon with Taylor's, and we shared a special birthday brunch on Christmas morning with our friends Kurt and Laura and unborn baby Bolgen. 

Then, we packed up and headed north to the winter wonderland of Spokane for New Year's. Snow as far as the eye could see blanket the Lagreid's new "yard," and aside from a snowshoe jaunt for the moms, hunting for the dads and dogs, and a midnight sled run, we didn't leave the house.

On our way home, we hit rough roads, and we decided it was best to pull off and spend the night in Hood River. Fraser's first hotel room...and Bowen's second--that spoiled doggy.

Christmas Day at Nan and Bobby's.