But this time I'll at least make an attempt to acknowledge that yes, we went on home leave, and we went some places and saw lots and lots of snow. Lots of it. Too much, really. I smugly thought that I had escaped the worst of winter with its polar vortex and could slip in at the tail-end and show up for spring. Wrong.
We started our home leave in southwestern Missouri and where we
After saying goodbye to Brandon's parents, we headed next to his brother's house in northwest Missouri where there was more snow waiting for us. Thankfully his brother's six children had enough snow clothes between them that everyone was able to find something to keep them warm for several days' sledding fun.
When we wore out our welcome at their house, we moved next to his sister's house where the snow was thankfully melting. Brandon's sister and I are due within two weeks of each other (her sixth, however), so we compared notes on backaches, Braxton-Hicks, and hospital stays while watching the Olympics and eating ice cream every night after the children went to bed.
Then, having no more relatives within driving distance to bother, we broke down and spent a few nights in a hotel. I had gotten a Groupon deal at an indoor water park in Sandusky, Ohio, so up to the frozen shores of Lake Erie we went for some mid-winter water slide riding. The water wasn't nearly warm enough for my thin blood, but the children enjoyed themselves anyway, which was the whole point in the first place.
And finally, on the last day of home leave, we drove down to Falls Church and checked into our luxurious Oakwood accommodations. Where we got snowed on twice in the first week. Next time, we're taking home leave in July.