The cabin is actually an old farmhouse that was built in the 20s. As Mike pointed out, at one time it probably held a family of 14 but now they're like, "sleeps four!" It was absolutely perfect for our little family. It had a full kitchen, with dishes and pots and pans, and the fridge was stocked with bread, eggs, milk, orange juice, butter, granola, peanut butter, and jelly. The only teeny complaint I have is that even though it was a pet-free place, there must have been a cat in our bedroom, or near the linens at some point, because the first night there I had a terribly asthma attack and genuinely thought I was going to die. The second night I had to sleep on the couch because I still couldn't breathe. But otherwise it was lovely :)
We climbed rocks.
We walked across streams on logs.
Some of us fell in.
Annnnnnnnd, we cuddled adorably with our brothers.
Saturday afternoon it was cold and rainy and gross, so we hung out at the cabin, playing chess, reading books, putting together puzzles, and shaming Brendan into playing Monopoly with Natey.
Sunday we did some more hiking, and saw all sorts of awesome stuff. We tried to go horseback riding, but they were booked up for the entire day. We had a little picnic lunch, and headed for home. It was so lovely! Those kids are the best.
Now we're home and have leaves to rake. Ugh.