
No more jammies either! The cookies came out really good, with lots of icing. What are cookies but mere vehicles for lots of icing?

Here the guys (Poppop and Daddy) help the little ones roll and cut cookie dough. Most of Christmas day was Jammy Day.....we opened gifts, had brunch, made cookies, took a nap, put the turkey in the oven, iced the cookies, ate dinner, played with all of our new stuff, and had a wonderful day!
Our daughter and her hubby live in town, but they packed their bags and moved in for two nights and almost three days, and we had the best time. It was so nice falling alseep at night knowing all the beds were full of family.
Don't they look serious about their cookie making?

Love this cabin!!! I will post more photos of it soon, as I took some of the inside too. We had a fire one night and it was so cozy. We cooked pork chops on the grill on the back porch, read, watched the election returns on TV (yes there were all the comforts of home, even a washer/dryer) and took lots of walks around the property.
The pets on the property claimed us, and there was canned food in the kitchen for them, which is why they claimed us. Two little Jack Russell terriers followed us everywhere; they had boundless energy and then fell exhausted on the porch when we cooked out.
The cabin was well over 100 years old when it was found and brought to the Boyd tree farm. Old bits of newspaper still cling to the inner walls where it was once used for insulation.
How fun it was to cook and sleep and sit by the fire in an actual old log cabin.




