After this picture was taken, I skied down the "Spring Fling" trail at Sugarbush yelling "Wheeeeee! Wheeeee!" I yelled "Wheee!" that is, until I got to the race course. Then, I skied alongside the course (I'm not crazy, you know), repeating "Repave the past, Richie. Repave the past."
Because last year, I got totally stuck on that hill. Embarrassment city.
This has been a killer vacation. The kids improved by leaps and bounds (my oldest skied through the woods with John Egan for four hours straight, yesterday), the weather was beautiful, and, with the exception of some vacation-behaviour-adjustments, we all figured out how to accommodate each other nicely.
Although I'm sad to leave, I'm glad we'll be arriving home on tomorrow night, since that gives us the weekend to prepare for school, work, etc.
What a blast. I love Sugarbush. And I really love this part of Vermont.
We're definitely coming back next year, if we can.
Love to all. Even you, the teacher who temporarily lost track of my daughter.
3 comments:
As much as you need family time away, it'll be nice to have you back :-) (Mr. Fartypants)
Love,
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SEXY!
Glad you all had fun.
Sounds great. Apparently this 'losing of children' happens a lot. This is the second time in two days I've heard of it.
Glad you are returning with the same headcount you left with.
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