Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I'm going to the cabin this afternoon with my daughter, son-in-law and their two boys. They are hoping to give the older son his first ski lesson. My husband isn't going up because he has a leg that is bothering him, and the cold and hiking are not a good idea. On Sunday it will be the younger boy's second birthday, and I'm bringing the Tonka truck I bought him as well as a jellycat pig and two baby pigs. We'll have cupcakes and balloons, which will be all he can handle anyway. My fear is something will be broken, or the water won't come on because the pipes have frozen. You name it, we've been surprised by it. When my older daughter drove to the cabin after Christmas with her daughter to meet friends driving up from Los Angeles, the power company picked that week to cut down trees, and it was so loud and irritating that everyone packed up and went home. When we next came up we discovered the water pipe had been broken by the heavy trucks they used. Then there are the mice, the racoons abiding under the deck and other joys. Oh, well, what can I do? Someone has to go up sometime. I just hope the power is on, the heaters and water work, and the boys see it as an adventure. Me, it's kind of like being in the Donner Party.