Check out my cool new Nirvana t-shirt! Thanks, Uncle Geoff!
Playing Hissss with the Bigs. Thanks, Great Auntie Cheryl!
We are finally getting snow. The Bigs had a Thursday-powder-day without me. Not cool.
Early morning shoveling/snowball throwing:
Skiing some powder on the Little Pine lift:
Sometimes you feel like a ninja:
Post-ski lunch in the back of the car:
That’s not a snowman. The Bigs are awful listeners:
Skiing in the blizzard near Swampy Sno-Park. We only went 1.5 miles, but The Bigs said it was good endurance training. I guess my incessant complaining, blowing snow, and cold temperatures make for mental toughness.
Not really making use of the TowWhee, but at least Dad won’t lose me:
Doesn’t look like a snow man to me either, Emmett. It looks more a six stage snow rocket ready to blast off to the north pole! What do you expect when you send a couple of Big’s… that are engineers… out to do a little kids job.
I loved the new style snowman but did not love the bigs taking Emmett out skiing in a snowstorm!
With the roof tied in with the rocket it looks like a cross. Did the ninja start training yet?
Only a family of engineers would conceive of a rocket snow man!