Colorado Ski and Snow
How lucky are we to have a place to visit in Breck whenever the mood strikes? VERY! We meandered up to Colorado as soon as we could get the car packed after Christmas. Actually Jason and I don't meander on road trips -- we get from point A to point B as quickly as possible since his foot is made of lead and I don't allow lollygagging at pit stops. This trip we did make two sit down and eat pit stops...this is completely out of character. The first was a hole-in-the-wall Thai restaurant in Amarillo. The kids loved their food and I think ours was okay, but the coolest thing was the mutant fish they had in their fish tanks.
The second stop was the next day at a bar/restaurant in Woodland Park. There is something just fabulous about devouring a hearty breakfast for lunch when you are hungry. Jason and I are determined to figure out how to replicate the huge plate sized pancakes. I also loved this run down restaurant since they had a fire in the middle of the room and none of the tables matched. Don't you know life is more fun when you get excited about the little things?
In Colorado, Lyvia LOVED sledding...with a passion. When she got tired of going down the hill, she would push her imaginery baby instead. Stuffed in ski clothes and snow boots she still had to walk down, pick up the sled and then drag it back to the starting point so I'm not sure how THAT was fun, but what do I know. At some point she told me her baby was from China. Guess she has officially picked up on us telling her that major fact of her life.
The second stop was the next day at a bar/restaurant in Woodland Park. There is something just fabulous about devouring a hearty breakfast for lunch when you are hungry. Jason and I are determined to figure out how to replicate the huge plate sized pancakes. I also loved this run down restaurant since they had a fire in the middle of the room and none of the tables matched. Don't you know life is more fun when you get excited about the little things?
In Colorado, Lyvia LOVED sledding...with a passion. When she got tired of going down the hill, she would push her imaginery baby instead. Stuffed in ski clothes and snow boots she still had to walk down, pick up the sled and then drag it back to the starting point so I'm not sure how THAT was fun, but what do I know. At some point she told me her baby was from China. Guess she has officially picked up on us telling her that major fact of her life.
Dylan liked finding huge snowchunks and dropping them on his dad. Sledding was also big fun for him (how I love that he and Lyvi have each other to play with!) He kept insisting that he wanted to show me how he could ski and snowboard. I'm sure it was tough as Dylan was certainly left out when we rented of all the cool ski gear. He seemed pleased with his time at the Breck child care center so I don't think he really missed out on too much. He talks big, but learning to ski is tough and I'm hoping that next year he will really want it now that he got left behind this year. "I will try" is a mantra I am trying to convince him to adopt, but it is an uphill battle.
Jon choose to have a second day of snowboarding lessons instead of hanging with his parents and sister. He had some move he was trying to conquer. At least that is what he told us... He also found his fort after trekking off into some seriously deep snow around the cabin. Big plans were made for installing a zip line this summer.
Lindsay conquered the mountain and skied two days. By the second day we had her going down the blue slopes. She has one intense wedge, but she stills zooms down the mountain. I had a hard time keeping up with Ms. Zippy. I'm always trying to find reasons to let them grow up and skiing as a family will certainly be a fun one!
if you are wasting time on the computer you can scroll down and see Halloween -- I found a post I forgot to published...
3 Comments:
sounds like fun for everyone. Love seeing the pictures and hearing about the snow adventures.
Wow. Stumbled on your blog this morning, and it brought back great memories of growing up a learning to ski with my family in British Columbia. Thanks.
Wow - they are all way ahead of me. Sounds like a great time was had by everyone.
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