Snow is Cold

We went to the snow for a weekend getaway. Papa Curt came too. The cabin we stayed in lost it's electricity the first 24 hours so we were very cold. All five of us slept on the living room floor in front of the fire. The next day we went to Kirkwood where Daddy skiied. We played in the lodge and it was such a perfect day, we got to play outside in the snow. We built a snowman and Tyler kicked it over. We threw a lot of snowballs. Later that afternoon we went sledding. We never knew Tyler screams like a girl until he went flying down the mountain on the sled. He loved it. See videos here. That night we swam in the lukewarm jacuzzi. Tyler told us he'd never swam in the snow before. The next day we went on a gondola ride to the top of Heavenly. Tyler was terrified. Even more terrified than he got when we made him go on a roller coaster ride at Disney's Toon Town. He screamed, cried, begged and bawled. Must be because he's never seen anything like a gondola before. I told him it was a rocket and we counted down the blast off. He freaked out, held on, and tensed up. The thing about gondolas is they are bumpy whenever you go over a pole. We yelled "Staccato" every time, trying to make the ride as much like the Little Einsteins' Rocket as possible. Tyler hated every minute the whole way up. At the top, we threw more snowballs, looked through the binoculars, and explored. Tyler couldn't wait to ride the gondola back down. It was a super fun trip. Tyler loves the snow. Next year, he'll ski. Or snowboard. Not sure which. Either way, I'm sure he'll hate every minute of it while he's doing it and then beg us to go again when it's over.