"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

hung up on thanksgiving, or hungover .. whatever

The last few years for Thanksgiving, we've swept away to the mountains to ski. I can't say how much I love sweeping these people away. 

My brain settles. To-do lists stay home. Phones get put away. Hot chocolate flows. And this mom only remembers to pull her camera out a time or two because the fun is a team sport rather than spectator ... though my skiing sits on the sidelines for the future.

Just pure enjoyment and gratitude for an un-complicated holiday.

This sign was posted at the condo hot tub.
We laughed a little.
And worried some.

Pretty close to perfect this year. Mild weather. Accommodations just feet from the gondola and village center.

Let's just get a closer look at that cuteness.

We soak in the hot tub, play games, read, ski from dawn to dusk, watch a movie or two, eat, and sleep for tomorrow we may die when we have to wake up for school again at 5:30 a.m. 
(pardon the lousy iphone shots)

Again with the close up ... that's a hard afternoon's sleep right there.

The snow is only just getting going for the season.

But it doesn't stop this crew.

Eliza took to her first time like a pro. She never wanted to quit.

But quit she did.

"Mom..." she said, as I collected her from the others after a cold and tiring late afternoon, "You're the best mom over, to wipe a girl's nose."

And that right there ... that's what there is to be thankful for.

1 comment:

  1. Oh, I love it! From the spiky hair, feet crossed on the couch, post nap look....to the nap flat on the floor...to the fake, cheesy grin as her boots are snapped into place. And, the heartfelt sentiment that you are the best person ever to wipe a girl's nose! You have an overflowing cup of blessings to be thankful for!