Throwing the rock

Amidst the chaos of my mom's arrival and my trip to Nairobi, I almost forgot our exciting evening last week. The same friends who organized last year's curling extravaganza, which Gretchen unfortunately had to miss, decided to put together another unforgettable evening of ice, brooms and cheese fondue. While Gretchen could only come at the very beginning because it was almost Baby's bed time, she still got to follow in her father's footsteps and give it a shot (he curled back in Wisconsin...I mean, other than ice fishing, what else are you going to do during the arctic winters?). Anyway, a good time was had by all...