Saturday, November 5, 2016

Road-trippers Gonna Road Trip OR The time Ben Met Santa



October was a positively weird month. I shall not get into details but let's just say that when Tim was like "hey, the Architecture conference is in Fairbanks this year, and I was thinking we could all road trip up there" I high-fived myself for marrying that guy, because only someone who knows me and loves me, knows that the cure for any ailment for me is a road trip and adventure.

I will say I was a bit apprehensive about taking Benjamin being that he's at the height {or what I hope is the height} of his terrible, horrible, bad, dramatic, temper tantrum, no good twos, but he surprised me taking the drive like the son of a professional road-tripper {me}, and only having two meltdowns of  which he completely recovered after being offered hot chocolate... with whipped cream.

Fairbanks surprised me by having a plethora of cool stuff to do with toddlers.

Yes, that is my son, roaring, and feeding humans to the dinosaur, completely scarring that little toddler forever.


But the highlight of our trip was the North Pole and Santa Claus House. 

Ben met santa like a gentleman. He high-fived him and refused to sit on his lap. He picked up the book The Night Before Christmas, and Santa was gracious enough to sign it. Once Ben saw this, he told him that he wanted a choo-choo train, took him by the hand, and walked Santa over by the train section of Santa's house.

My point is, he's getting a choo-choo train for Christmas.


We also met Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blixen, and of course Rudolph, whose nose was not so red.
The best part of the whole thing is that as we watched the reindeers, it started to snow and it didn't stop until well into the night. It was glorious. Man, I've missed the snow!

We picked up Tim for a quick happy hour at HooDoo Brewing to toast to Santa and snow.


Lastly, here are two pictures of this most perfect gazebo where Benjamin marveled at the twinkle lights, and I marveled at the healing powers of snow, a road trip, and three uninterrupted days of toddler mayhem.

You're alright Fairbanks. You're alright.


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