Molly and I decided that since we are on the "right" side of the country we would take advantage of that to go visit our dear friends the Campbells in New Hampshire. There are three generations of silly Campbells there - Grandparents Fred and Deanna, Parents Chuck (who I adopted to be my younger, little brother) and Pam (his lovely wife), and amazing kids Ian, Rachel and Alicia.
Deanna met us at the airport with the perfect present for Molly - her own bottle of SNOW!
The roads were clear but there was still plenty of the white wet cold stuff for Molly to play in and climb on and throw and sled on once we got to Center Harbor.
And no snow stops a good BBQ! Those New Hampshire folks are a sturdy breed!
We were treated to a special day of Scottish festivities - including lots of pipes and drums. Who knew men could look so handsome in a skirt...and be soooooooo loud!
We hated to leave to come home. Thanks for a great time, oh Campbells!
