Posted by: Becca & Kyle
Busy week. I did some farming,

camping,

bubble blowing,

flying/neighborhood crime fighting,

and skiing.


If I don't say so myself, I am one cool dude.

Mom says keeping up with me is killing her. I'll take her shoes when she's gone.

Wait a second, Dad. You can nordic ski without towing me?!

I didn't realize that was possible.

Oh wow. You are fast. Guess you should thank me. Can we go pine skiing now?

Posted by: Becca and Kyle
I wear boxers now. I sleep in them too. Sometimes I even wake up dry!

The bigs went skiing without me on Friday. Lame.

Saturday morning was rainy at the mountain, so we went to the trampolines instead. Thanks, Uncle Geoff!


Rain soon turned to lots of snow. Sunday, we went cross-country skiing at Meissner and, more importantly, got to do lots of shoveling in the parking lot.

After some lunch on the tailgate, we went to the mountain for some laps on the chairlift.

A little post-ski bike riding:

Working on my cornering:

Posted by: Becca and Kyle
The more observant of you will notice the Bigs only took pictures this weekend. That's OK because we went SKIING!


Is Mom really going to follow us down the run taking pictures? Embarrassing.

No hands!

No hands!!

No hands, no problem.

After a hard day skiing I prefer to do some cooking

and pull-ups over taking a nap. The Bigs are not on board with this new plan.


Silly Mom, you thought you could speed things up by packing us lunches in cute containers? You underestimate me.

Posted by: Becca & Kyle
New Year's Eve means three things:
GUM's Posole,

margaritas (Mom, I said no salt),

(Mom and dad made me a 'kid's margarita' - triple sec only, no tequila)

and - this year, prepared by me, Chef Emmett - tiramisu:




I ride the chairlift now:


New goggles:

Snowman:


Sometimes, you just gotta dance:

You see these muscles?