The Cabin

We Love the cabin! I am sure this is one of the top 10 reasons why Curtis asked me to marry him. Max found his love for the cabin this weekend. He took endless trips down the slide, we walked up to the steam over and over, and we took one ride on the swing.
We arrived on Friday and Curtis immediately went to work on an awesome dutch oven something. We had a few uncles, cousins and grandparents over for the feast.
After all our guest had left, we started the bed time rituals. It was about 9:30. Kendall was happy laying on a blanket and I was laying by Max to put him asleep. Max and I were talking about his day at the cabin while Curtis fixed a toasty fire for the night.

This is the fire place he was using...you may notice something is missing.
As soon as Curtis shut the door on the fire, we could see some fire/ash coming from the connection between the fireplace and the flew.
Curtis diagnosed the situation as dangerous and while we were discussing the best way to distinguish our little fire...the flew detached and fell to the floor.
Now we had full flames coming out of the, now open-ended, hole. Because the cabin was quickly filling up with smoke, we felt it would be best for me to pack up our children and drive the short distance to get cell service and call Grandpa.
The conversation started with...The Cabin may burn down tonight. Grandpa stayed perfectly calm while I tried to explain the situation. He kindly offered to come up the canyon and bring up his generator (even though he would miss his 10 o'clock news broadcast).

By the time we returned to Curtis, he had found a shovel and moved the fire to the outdoor pit. The boys had fallen asleep in their car seats so we stayed in the car until Papa and Grandma arrived.
We connected the generator and found most of the smoke had cleared. We cleaned up the mess from the flew and tucked the boys into bed. Determined to have our annual night at the cabin, Papa taught Curtis how to work the old stove in the kitchen to provide heat for the remainder of our night.

Through it all, Kendall kept to his regular schedule and was ready to be up and going by 6:30.

Max, on the other hand, wanted to sleep a little longer.

We are happy to say, the cabin survived our stay.