With Christmas break in full swing we sought a bit of the snow we grew up with as kids. The idea of seeing our little Mr frolicking in the snow just made us giddy! So with a great tip we headed up the mountains for a little snow day. As we got higher and higher the scenery got more spectacular. Trees draped in thick layers of snow, the mountains capped in snow slipping in and out of wispy clouds. I am constantly in awe of this beautiful place we live. Arriving to knee high snow, we pretty much jumped in! Well we jumped in and little Mr. crawled. He was a little short to plow through the snow on his own though he gave his best effort to walk, chest high snow is really heavy. We eventually showed
him how to throw it in the air which delighted him. But the big hit was when we showed him he could eat it! Yeah that may be a little gross but you know you all have done it and who better to learn from than Mom & Dad. He was gracious enough to share a couple handfuls with us, so nice right?! Mmmmmm nothing like the taste of mountain snow, it always has a hint of dirt. Next up was snow angels which he enjoyed laying on Dad and watching Mom. We had a blast! He didn’t want to stop, but soaking wet pants made us put a stop to the fun. We ate a quick picnic lunch in the car and started back. Nothing better than cozy feet on the dash, My Mr. by my side, a sleepy, happy boy in the back and beautiful mountains ahead. Perfection!