People are very patriotic in the valley. You see a lot of this sort of thing.



The rock up on that hill is called Lover's Leap. Legend has it that a pair of young Indians were in love, but their parents forbid them to marry, so they jumped off that rock into the ravine below.
Went ice skating with some friends up in Long Barn. We went the Saturday before Christmas, so the rink was completely empty.
Lacey is much better at balancing on skates than I am. Show-off.
I had no idea Clark Griswold lived in my hometown!

My nephew Alex. Why are footie pajamas so darn cute?

My brother, acting like a dork.

My nieces are eagerly awaiting the opening of the gifts.
I think they're disappointed that this one isn't for them.
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I'm holding on for dear life in that photo... Good times. :P
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