Polar Express 2011

This year we spent Christmas at the North Pole.  Well not really, but we went on the Polar Express train ride in Williams, AZ.  Grandma and Papa M came too!  The drive up and back were meltdown free making for smooth traveling.  Roman was just getting over a stomach bug when we left on Saturday morning.  However, after a fun filled day of being able to eat again and splurging on a big cookie Roman woke us up at 3:45am Christmas morning not because he was soooo excited about presents, but rather because he had thrown up.  And poor Grandma was the recipient of some overspray.  Did I mention that Grandma was a really good sport about being puked on?!  Well, she was and she was quite the trooper to not throw up herself.  However, it is probably a good bet that she won't be eating corned beef hash in the near future given it's similar smell and taste to a certain someone's vomit.  Then in true Griswald family christmas style, Brooklyn woke up coughing right after Roman's incident.  Anyone reading this thinking of having children or more than one child...just count on something similar happening to you and it will soften the blow a bit when it actually happens to you :)  We giggle about it now, but I'm sure grandma is still a bit traumatized. :(  Serious props to her.  Oh and Papa saved the day with trains, trains, and more trains...and a "train wagon" aka station wagon car for Roman.  He was a happy camper driving his trains on the sheet on the floor of the hotel room.  Here are some pictures from our trip:

And yes, Roman learned to write his name in the snow tehehe...poor thing did a great job holding it for a long time, but he had to go!