

I would have to say that this year was one of our best Christmases ever with adventure after adventure. It all started about 7 months ago when I convinced my whole family to come to Arizona for Christmas. I figured I would be nearly 8 months pregnant by then and wouldn't want to be traveling much and AZ is the perfect middle ground for everyone (plus we haven't had a Christmas together in over 5 years) so it was the perfect ploy and it actually worked :)! I convinced them all and with that my parents decided to rent a cabin in Pine, AZ (about 90 miles away from us) to accommodate our whole family - 10 adults (one of which is 91) and 7 children 5 and under. It was a beautiful cabin and perfect size and location. We were nestled on top of a very steep mountain - I was worried our little Camry wouldn't make it up the steep roads. We all made it though and it was perfect. The weather the first few days was very nice which was perfect for chopping down a Christmas tree and going on some hikes.
Christmas morning was wonderful, except for Paul being a little slow and little Evie disowning him as her friend - being patient isn't a Mathews trait. It was so fun seeing the children so excited that Santa found our cabin and all the fun toys he brought them. I'm sure Bruce's reindeer food we sprinkled outside on Christmas eve helped Santa find our place with no problem. Santa brought Ava a little doll set with a stroller, swing, high chair, car seat, crib, etc that she loves playing with and feeding her baby - I hope it will be a good distraction when baby #2 comes. Ava was in heaven though with all of her cousins. She loves being with friends and making new ones, our little social butterfly. (On a side note to demonstrate this I had my OB appt. on Monday and there were 2 people in the waiting room, one was a man with long hair, a beard and lots of tattoos who she pointed at as we walked in a called "JeeJee" (Jesus) - we need to teach that a little better I guess :)- and then another woman waiting for her appt with a doctor. We were probably waiting about 15 minutes and Ava became best friends with both of them and kept going up to them and talking to them and wanting to share toys and treats with them. She is so funny and not afraid of anyone.) But anyways back to Christmas. Everything was perfect until Tuesday evening when we were starting to put the kids to bed. Ava had a habit of wondering around and losing her binky and blanket so every night I searched the cabin for them. On this particular night I happened to wander into my 91 year old grandpa's room. I saw a Barbie doll on the ground so I just went to pick it up thinking nothing of it and just that one of the kids had gone in there until I looked on the ground next to the doll... My grandpa's pills had been open and some had spilled on the ground and there was vomit on top of them. So of course I freak out knowing it is either my daughter or my sisters so I start yelling to figure out which child just ingested a bunch of pills. It was Eve (my sister's daughter who is 2) she had vomit all down her shirt. So my sister in law calls poison control and they tell her to take Eve to the hospital which was about 25 minutes away. Luckily none of the other children got into the medicine, but we were sure worried about little Eve who was pretty oblivious to the seriousness of what she had just done. She had the time of her life at the hospital and getting a ride in an ambulance down to Mesa, a new stuffed animal, etc. I don't think the hospital taught her much about consequences but thankfully she was fine and they released her the next afternoon. At this point the snow started coming. I blame my husband for this because everyday Dave was hoping for snow and wanting a white Christmas. It came a little late and lets just say it wasn't just a little snowfall. We got 2 1/2 feet of snow and were completely snowed in! We were supposed to be leaving the next day but there was no getting out. Luckily we moved all the cars, except our truck, to the bottom of the mountain before it started but even at the bottom those cars weren't budging. Finally some nice man with a big truck and tow cable was able to save our cars from being stuck and we were able to move them but we were still a half mile STRAIGHT UP the mountain with all of our luggage. On Friday we decided it was time to go and all the men made several trips in knee deep snow up and down the mountain to bring all of our luggage down and then lastly they came for the rest of us. We all got to experience a little pioneer moment trudging down the mountain in knee deep snow. I am just grateful I didn't go into labor or anything crazy like that. I think we had enough adventures for one week. We are happy to be home safe though (it's another story for our poor truck that is still stuck on the mountain) and close to a hospital (for when the baby comes in just a few weeks)! What wonderful memories though that will never be forgotten.






















