This past January I took my pregnant butt, my Jack and my brother to see the
ice castles in Midway, Utah. Because duh - they're
ice castles. It was a really fun evening and the castles were spectacular. Jack enjoyed breaking off and eating icicles (which was a total no, no), Billy enjoyed being mistaken for Jack's dad, and I enjoyed pretending to be Elsa. But seriously, the ice castles were a perfect place to go in the height of
our my
Frozen obsession.
(Sorry, I had to...)