We left for Flagstaff Friday afternoon and got there just about dinner time. We were actually in Munds Park, just south of Flagstaff, and it was quiet and cold and very peaceful. Here is the house where we stayed:



It was a great cabin loaned to us by Julie's neighbors Mary and Joel Terrill. Incidentally I went to High School with Joel Terrill about 300 years ago, but I'm sure he doesn't remember me.

We took a hat for Jack to wear since we knew it would be cold. Unfortunately his head seems to have grown a bit, and though you can't tell from this picture, the hat seemed to be crushing his tiny skull. So I took it off.



Jack slept very well in his Pack and Play – no real problems Friday night other than his diaper leaked and I had to change him at 4 a.m. It's time to move up to the size 2 diapers if you can believe it – the little guy has such fat legs they don't fit in the 1s anymore. Further proof of this was on Saturday where Joe had to clean the entire baby and change him into a new outfit, all on the floor of the men's room in the pub where we had lunch. Not the finest hour in the Adams family.

Unfortunately this outfit may be ruined from the whole adventure:



I'm soaking it as we speak, but it's been through the wash once already and I'm not sure it's going to make it. As you can see, Jack wasn't really a fan.

If you don't believe me about the legs on this guy, check him out sporting his new look:



We had to leave our paradise this afternoon, but not before I could snap a shot of the guy in the snow. Okay, so he's not really in the snow, he's being carried over the snow, but you get the idea.



We are all happy to be home, although we think Jack may be an Eagles fan. He tried to watch the game, but it just got to be too much for him.