Checking off #7 on my list of do's,
and I couldn't be any happier about it.
On Saturday, I bundled up in 20 layers of my warmest gear and hit the mountain. It was the perfect day--blue skies, my three favorite guys, and a big bucket of fries. No rhyming intended. It was just that good. My toes didn't freeze, and my new mittens kept my fingers nice and toasty. Thus, my deepest, darkest skiing fears failed to come true. I can hardly wait to go again.
|Dad, Dane, Jake & Me|
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