Let them eat snow

We made the drive to snow for part of the kids winter break.  My kids love snow.  They think we are the meanest parents ever because we wont pack up and move to a place where it snows all winter long.  Every once in a while, we try and take a trip to find some snow.

Daddy, showing some amazing feats of strength.

The scenery was beautiful.  The face of the snowy earth just fell away into pine forest.  The snow was powder waist deep.  On our first outing we all kept on sinking up to our hips and thighs as we explored the area. The big kids were fearless and kept making their way further and further down the mountain.



The kids got to engage in a real snowball fight with Daddy--instead of just a paper snowball fight.  The results were similar: Kids zero, Daddy a million.






Some sledding happened, but most of the time we just played in the snow.

Will is making his way up the sledding hill--toeing Adell and wearing Colter in the Bjorn.

This is Wyatt, wiping-out.

Colter and I were there too...Colter with a boogery nose, me with hat head.  

Daddy climbed up on this big rock and tried to get the kids to do the same thing.  They were all successful until Wyatt fell through the snow between the rocks...  Turns out the snow piled up between the rocks was piled up on a tree--not solid ground.  So when Wyatt was trying to climb the rock the snow below gave way and down he went.  Daddy was lightening fast and got Wyatt pulled up to safety...it was exciting.





The kids were so excited about going to find the snow.  In the days leading up to our departure, as we rounded up all of our snow clothes, Adell kept layering on each found article of clothing and keeping it on.  She wore the snow boots for two days...

Hey, great job making it through all those pictures.  I thought about trying to cut the post down to just a handful of pictures (five maybe) but I loved too many of them.