A few days before Christmas, we headed up to the alpine German town of Leavenworth. It's just a little past Steven's Pass on Highway 2 in the Cascade Mountains.
The lodge had a grand piano in the lobby, and my dad asked them if I could play on it. I was so embarrassed as he said "We have a concert pianist travelling with us and she would like to play your piano." And then both my parents proceeded to take photographs of me at the piano with their huge monsterous cameras as if I was some celebrity or something.
Any photos of me looking at the camera were of squirmy faces with my tongue sticking out. Which is why you don't see any of them here.
Just a few more fun pictures...
Preston had a lot of fun running around and around and around the gazebo.
Preston with Grandma and Grandpa in front of the Gingerbread Factory.
Preston and his Daddy getting ready to head down to the hot tub...
Annnnnd...Preston taking a while to warm up to the idea.
You know you've had a good time when you are so tired afterwards. :)