We spent this past weekend at a mountain lodge about 2 hours drive from Asker called
Lifjellstua [
www.lifjellstua.no]. We drove down on Friday afternoon (both kids slept for almost the entire drive), then back home on Sunday afternoon (same again!). The photo below was taken Saturday evening during a clarity breaks -- the rest of the weekend was spent in snowy fog. In fact, the encroaching fog is visible in the left part of this photo.

The vision was that Rhodri and I would get out and do some cross-country skiing while the grandparents looked after the kids. Good in theory, but in practice was a bit trickier. Still, we managed to get some skiing in on all 3 days. Even though the visibility was poor, it was so nice to be able to just ski away from the front door of the lodge and enjoy the famous Telemark ski region a little bit. Rhiannon got to play outside in the snow with her Grandpa Carl a couple of times too while Grandma Debi hung out with Tryfan.

Fortunately, we nearly had the whole place to ourselves! This turned out to be a really great thing because we ended up taking over the living room area -- lounging on couches and reading, nursing, drinking tea or hot chocolate, talking, coloring and looking out the windows.

Another toddler named Sondre arrived on Saturday and became fast friends with Rhiannon. The two of them had a blast chasing each other around the place and stealing each other's toys.

They served outstanding local food here, and we were able to put the kids to bed (a non-trivial task to say the least!) and enjoy dinner as adults only both nights. Good thing we brought the baby monitors so that we could hear when Trouble(s) starting to wake.

We had a 'family room', which meant that we had bunk beds and a hide-a-bed couch. We didn't use the couch, but we borrowed a travel crib for Rhiannon and Tryfan slept on the bottom bunk with me while Rhodri was on the top bunk. None of us slept very well either night, but we made it through the weekend!

There were quite a few scenes that we didn't take photos of, but which were quite memorable nonetheless. On Saturday, we were supposed to go for a Snowcat tour of the mountains on a tractor-like thing but the weather shut the trip down. Here is Carl during one of his upright ski moments ;-)

Of course, we didn't
know that the tour was canceled until after we had very chaotically got suited up in all of our snow kit (and skiing kit, since Rhodri, Carl and I were going to ski 8 km back to the lodge) and walked through the driving foggy snow about 200 m. Sometimes it is just such a huge effort to get out the door, and this time was especially monumental having hurriedly packed extra diapers, wipes, water, snacks, hats, mittens, and then put a tired and crying Tryfan in the Ergo while Rhiannon was wailing about not wanting to sit on a tractor. Quite a scene! It was a relief that the thing got canceled and we could go back and drink hot chocolate by the fire.