Snow, Snow, and more Snow

It's been a pretty snowy last few weeks. While I shouldn't complain, I do. It's great for our dry, dry, dry state. While the mountains have gotten whallomped with snow all winter, Denver's been pretty crispy and dry until recently. I even dragged out the hose a few time to water our trees so they wouldn't suffer too much in the extra dry weather.

Mother Nature is catching us up now. We've had back to back storms just like the rest of country, although not nearly as bad as the east coast. It has made the men in my life very happy, they both enjoy the wintery cold weather when it's accompanied by the white stuff. Happily they will spend long hours outside playing in the snow. Sadly, it's really been too cold to be much fun to play in, plus cold temps mean the snow isn't the right kind of snow, either. It just doesn't stick to make good snowmen and is too fluffy to sled in, but they persist.

This weekend we got three straight days of snow. And it was REALLY STICKY. Boy, did they get busy.

Walking up the sledding hill on his own this year.

FFM's tipping over and out on purpose. He decided crashing was way more fun than coming to a safe and controlled stop. 100% boy.

It's snowing again tonight, 7-10" expected for tomorrow. Our trees and boys will be happy.

All You Can Eat

We had playdate today that ended just at lunchtime. F and I were both famished but I had a few errands to finish before our next big snow moves in. I passed one of those all you can eat Chinese buffets. It was a big hit.
'Wow Mommy, our food came really fast!'
'Do I get to choose from ALL of this?!'
'There's dessert, too, WOW! Let's eat out here all the time!'

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Skiing part Deux

It was our first day on the mountain this weekend, and a banner day it was. Colorado put forth her best snow and her best weather and Grannie Annie and Eric joined us for fun at Beaver Creek. FFM and I had all new gear (new boots are great!) and the three of us spent the morning on the bunny slopes.

If you listen carefully you'll hear Travis' instructions to stop, the key lesson of the day. Watch the wedge get bigger, and then F STOPS! Success!

Grannie Annie and Eric met us just before lunch and whisked FFM away for sustenance and recuperation, and Travis and I had a great afternoon hitting some of our favorite runs. I haven't been free to ski since the winter before I was pregnant, it sure felt good to get my ski legs (as wobbly and out of shape as they are) back under me.

Uncle Q will appreciate the mad bomber on the rollers headed straight for Eric

Click here if you'd like to revist FFM's maiden voyage on the slopes. Last year we just hiked up a little way and let him slide down a few times. This year we rode up the lift and did the 'big' mountain.

Happy Happy Happy

It's Travis' Birthday! It's the day of the year where he's finally as old as me! Wait, I should phrase it, he's finally the same age as me! That sounds much better.

He must have been very good this year.

Travis and I celebrated his birthday this weekend with date night, and tonight we had one of his favorite dinners (it's the kind of dinner that takes a whole stick of butter so it's reserved for special occasions like birthdays) and since a whole cake for three of us seemed like a lot I procured a sampling of fancy pants cupcakes.
After about three bites of the tower of frosting even my two boys who are totally and utterly devoted to frosting declared that it was a bit much and they scraped it all off. The cake part was really pretty good.

Here's to many more birthdays sweetie, the more the merrier!

How My German Heritage Invaded Date Night

It's a good thing Travis and I were not on our first date tonight. I might have felt compelled to order something more dainty and lady like than the cast iron crock 'o meat that I did get. We ate at a nifty gastropub in town and we both made the menus quite soggy with all our drool. I did not make it through the entire crock of sausages, potatoes, kraut, and juniper berries that sounded oh so so good to the bit of me that is German,no not even close. I had to save room for the baked alaska with chocolate-chili ice-cream, marshmallow, and fire (not German at all). Don't fret, Travis is stoked about leftovers for lunch tomorrow.

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