Thanksgiving in Vermont

This year we had Thanksgiving just the three of us. Last week we hosted a "Pre-Thanksgiving" for a group of friends (no pictures, since having 10 adults, 5 three year olds, and 3 two year olds over for a full meal of turkey and stuffing is fun, but also madness) so we decided that "real" Thanksgiving should be a bit quieter.

We rented a house near one of our favorite towns in Vermont. The house was fabulous - it is actually a converted barn on a large farm property:











Henry loved the fact that they had goats, a cow (Lola), and dogs for him to play with:





And, a tire swing:





For Thanksgiving dinner, we drove to Grafton to eat at a nice little hotel they have there:





Once again, Henry only ate rolls and pumpkin pie.

We spent our days making pancakes:



Enjoying the fireplace:



Playing:



And generally relaxing. A day of shopping allowed us to meet Santa!



Henry was very firm in his request for a monorail. Santa seemed confused by the request.

We took a day trip to Woodstock, where Henry has always enjoys the covered bridge:





And we went to a local farm museum:




Where Henry was very excited to go on a horse drawn carriage ride:




As we were heading out, it started to snow!




The ride home started out picturesque:



But got scary as we headed through the mountains. At one point, our car hit the ice and skidded across the road (we were only going about 5 miles per hour and traffic was stopped - but still scary). At only 7 miles from home, we became stuck when they closed the mountain road we were on due to the ice. So, for a few hours we got to hang out in a parked car with this view:



Henry was a trooper, and many, many, many verses of "Wheels on the Bus" and a few salt/sand trucks later they re-opened the road and we made our escape.

The area we were staying didn't get much snow at all, but Henry still had a ball playing in it:






It was a great Thanksgiving!