Daddy thinks these are weeds. I think they're flowers. I think Daddy can tell they're flowers but for some reason he calls them weeds. Daddy is SO silly.
Welcome spring!
It has been a long time since I've seen snow covered mountains. I had forgotten how amazingly beautiful they are.
This was Miss G's first experience with skiing. She loved it. Her favorite part was "going fast." She kept telling me, "Go faster, Mommy. Go faster!"
The chairlift was another favorite. She seemed fearless and wanted more asking to go higher up the mountain.
Riding the lift with her was a moment in time that I'll always remember. Her joy was overflowing. Her giggling was contagious as she waved and called down to the people below us. She told me knock-knock jokes that made absolutely no sense and we laughed and hugged and I tried to imprint that memory deep into my mind.
She would tell me she needed to rest which was really a big excuse to gather up snow for a snowball.
The only thing that would have made this trip better was if we could have shared it with Mr. Reserved. Unfortunately, he had to work as this time of the year is a busy one for him. We really missed him.
