I know ya'll are going to be excited because there are actual photos of The Husband today. I don't write much about him on this blog -- I don't write much about him offline, either -- and part of that is because I don't care to tiptoe or blunder through the dark thicket of marriage, the effects of disability on marriage, yada, yada, yada. The other reason that The Husband doesn't appear that often on this blog is because he is, quite literally, never around. The man works ungodly hours as a chef and always has worked this way. He is a wonderful father, though, particularly to his golden girl, Sophie. When he was able to get off work and come on a vacation with us, for the first time in over five years, we knew that we could handle bringing Sophie along, too.
But let's get back to Oh, Yosemite. The day before we left we signed up for a sleigh ride into the woods around the hotel. Here's the sleigh:
Here's another shot:
I love this quiet photo:
and this one:
and this one. Sophie has always been The Girl Who Loves Trees -- her face is nearly always looking upward, toward trees, so Yosemite was perfect for her. That's The Husband's right shoulder. That's all I have of him.
We sat around a smoky firepit, drank warm apple cider and roasted marshmallows. Oliver cheered up considerably when the marshmallows were brought out. He was only wearing a sweatshirt on the ride despite my advice to go get your snow jacket, Oliver, it's going to be cold. He was freezing, of course, and mad at me because you're always right, Mom, and it's annoying.
Here he is, finally smiling, perfecting a new technique of heating up the roasting stick to an extremely high temperature and then inserting it into the marshmallow so that it cooks from the inside out. Have ya'll tried this?
So, there you go. Sleigh rides, Sophie, The Husband, Yosemite and marshmallows nouveaux. I hope you have a wonderful Saturday.
oh, goodness. that picture where he is looking at her, wiping her chin? there is so much strength, so much tenderness. it's like you can see the whole coin.
ReplyDeleteI am so enjoying your continuing saga of this magical family adventure and feel as if I am right there with you all. Your husband is very handsome. You know I used to think that Sophie looked a lot like you, now I think she is a beautiful mixture of the two of you. The sleigh ride looks like so much fun, and inner roasted marshmellows, well, what else could one expect from an extraordinary mind like Oliver's.
ReplyDeleteOliver may be a natural-born chef. Mmmmm...
ReplyDeleteThese pictures are just so...warming. Despite the cold. They truly are.
this is the best, the absolute best. love seeing the husband with sophie, such care. and oliver's mind is an interesting place indeed!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos! Love seeing the snow when we are sweltering over here in Australia. I am definitely going to try the marshmallow trick too! The photos of The Husband and his precious girl are just beautiful.
ReplyDeletewhooo hoooo, The Hubs is lookin' good :) that is a great photo of him with sophie. what a magical time you had in the snowy woods! :)
ReplyDeleteI love that you guys took this trip together. And I love that you shared the photos and some of the stories with us. Oliver is a genius (both on the marshmallow front and the recognition that you are always right) and I hope you carry the magic of this getaway with you for a long time to come.
ReplyDeleteI agree with other commenters that The Husband is a hottie. And I appreciate Oliver's love for roasted marshmallows. I typically just set them on fire and let them burn until the inside is melted, but that's far less sophisticated than his technique.
ReplyDeleteOliver's comment made me laugh out loud. And the marshmallow trick--I'll have to try it!
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