From one mother to another

Mother Nature is not cooperating this year and is messing with a favorite family tradition. For the past several years we’ve had a Ski’n’Turkey Thanksgiving where we (read: my husband, the chef) prep the Turkey and other staples like green bean casserole (my contribution) and then our family of four would head out for a few hours of skiing and/or sledding fun. Then, tuckered out from the outdoor activity we’d return to the wonderful smell of a nearly-done turkey and the anticipation of hanging with friends and family. Ahhh…I am getting nostalgic and giddy just thinking about it.

This year, though, there is no snow. They’re even delaying the opening of the mountain until SATURDAY. Boooo. I mean, this is where we’ve scored 99% of our holiday card pics since everyone is thoroughly and genuinely enjoying their first day out. We’ll still take our two future Olympians skiing on the kiddie slopes where we can use our own vim vigor to get them up the hill and the manmade snow is bountiful, and they will inevitably have a blast. But wouldn’t it be nice if it just dumped snow tonight through Thursday? C’mon, Mother Nature. Don’t you want to help this taurine-lovin’ mom out? :)


Below is a short vid of our youngest skiing at 22 months old (last January).