This past Friday night, we got a lot of snow. The boys were very helpful in trying to clear the sidewalks for me. They are still young enough to think using a shovel and broom is fun so I let them go for it.
Caiden pushing all the snow into the ditch in front of our house. A great place for extra water – right?
Hands smaller, arm muscles not as coordinated, Brendan tries to help by sweeping behind Caiden.
The boys did so great at trying to help me clear the snow, I let them have electronics for the weekend. They were officially off punishment until Monday afternoon.
The boys spent the night playing XBox with Jen at her house and, on Sunday morning, I had to clear the walk and car off by myself. I got a path to the car cleared after getting 4 inches or more dumped on it and the rest is waiting for Jen or the boys to tackle it. The poor boys, though! I may ask Jen to do it. I’d feel bad, them working their butts off again! (Not to mention my shovel got mysteriously broken in all the playing and shoveling on Saturday morning).
In traditional style with me, we set off on Sunday for a Sunday drive to Twin Bridges for breakfast and then home again. I was anxious to get back to my sewing machine. I got to feeling guilty, though, and decided to take a Sunday Drive to far off lands with my children instead of hiding behind my sewing machine. I didn’t get a lot of pictures but the story is fun.
I decided to keep going on back roads until the roads got bad. Montana is very good at clearing roads, however, and we just kept going.
… and going
… and going.
The drive was beautiful and we found several places we want to go when the weather warms up and places start to open for the summer. One place we did stop – that was open – was a Wheat Factory outside Three Forks, Montana. I forgot to take my camera inside but Jen got a picture of the outside just before we left. What a neat little place and we did bring some foods home with us. The funny part is, I put a $5 in each boys’ pocket during our trip and they spent a good portion of it buying sweets from inside here. I think they want to go back.
A beautiful building and painting in Belgrade, Montana. I have quite a few pictures of this… I’ll spare ya the hundreds I have.
Ok. One more. This is the last. I promise!
We ended up in Bozeman, Montana by the time we were done. We spent the entire trip on the back roads and had a blast. The boys got to play electronics so they missed most of the ride, but it was worth it for me. I know a little more about my state and am very excited for spring and summer so I can explore even more! The picture above was taken in a park in the middle of Bozeman city. I think it’s awesome they still have things like this in my new home-state.
What? It’s a different angle!
The ride home was uneventful, as we took the interstate for half of it. We left about 10 a.m. and returned just after 7:15 p.m. The boys went straight to bed and another Sunday Drive is over.
However, I am thinking, no more Sunday Drives until someone agrees to pay for the heater to get fixed in the Rendezvous, though. My toes were about to fall off, they were so frozen. If someone had accidentally stepped on them, I’d be toeless!