After our trip to Florida, we had a few weeks to enjoy some pretty spring days in San Francisco - the sun came out, the plum trees bloomed, and the playground dried off. Too bad it was a trick. It's raining buckets again. If only I'd paid more attention in 9th grade science during the "El Niño" section. One way to get a break from rain is to go somewhere cold enough that it snows instead. And we were lucky enough to be able to go here:
After our weekend in Tahoe, Brennan's daddy apparently got bit by the snowboarding bug, so when our friends in Colorado suggested a trip to Vail, we signed right up. Also we haven't seen John, Suzanne, Audrey, and Grace since our visit to Boulder last September. I think it's especially fun to watch Bren & Grace together - she's only a month younger, so they do a lot of the same goofy toddler things.
They seem to have a lot to say to each other, although Gracie's side of the conversation is much more intelligible. She can say things like "I wanna apple", where Bren sticks to his tried-and-true hand wiggle accompanied by whiny monkey sounds. We only got asked half a dozen times if they were twins.
In addition to passing along her apple procurement and eating techniques, Gracie also taught Brennan to pull his own hair and say "Owww".
Big sister Audrey was a big help, too, keeping the little monkeys entertained with singing, dancing, and telling stories. These stories were introduced with "Everybody keep quiet, I have a question". She was also very adept at getting her pink boots in front of her face just as I snapped a picture.
Thanks to ski school, the Golden Peak nursery, and the Duke's great babysitter, the adults managed to get away and hit the slopes for a few hours each day.
We lucked out with 8 or 9 inches of fresh snow early Friday morning, which made falling a lot less painful. And we did a lot of falling. Here are Mike & Suzie, enjoying a rest between wipe-outs:
They were doing much better by Saturday -
Brennan didn't get to go sledding, but we did have a little time in the snow. We had to, he had a snowsuit he was outgrowing. I took him out for a little walk while Daddy argued with United, who cancelled our Vail to Denver flight.
We did eventually make it home, but by the time we got back I realized my fatigue, scratchy throat, and trouble popping my ears was not just due to altitude and too much snowboarding - I had a pretty nasty cold. I lost my voice for 3 days, and I felt crappy, and that's my excuse for taking so long to post these photos. Let's see if I can twist an ankle or something so I can blame that for how long it takes me to put up the Easter pics.
After our weekend in Tahoe, Brennan's daddy apparently got bit by the snowboarding bug, so when our friends in Colorado suggested a trip to Vail, we signed right up. Also we haven't seen John, Suzanne, Audrey, and Grace since our visit to Boulder last September. I think it's especially fun to watch Bren & Grace together - she's only a month younger, so they do a lot of the same goofy toddler things.
They seem to have a lot to say to each other, although Gracie's side of the conversation is much more intelligible. She can say things like "I wanna apple", where Bren sticks to his tried-and-true hand wiggle accompanied by whiny monkey sounds. We only got asked half a dozen times if they were twins.
In addition to passing along her apple procurement and eating techniques, Gracie also taught Brennan to pull his own hair and say "Owww".
Big sister Audrey was a big help, too, keeping the little monkeys entertained with singing, dancing, and telling stories. These stories were introduced with "Everybody keep quiet, I have a question". She was also very adept at getting her pink boots in front of her face just as I snapped a picture.
Thanks to ski school, the Golden Peak nursery, and the Duke's great babysitter, the adults managed to get away and hit the slopes for a few hours each day. 
We lucked out with 8 or 9 inches of fresh snow early Friday morning, which made falling a lot less painful. And we did a lot of falling. Here are Mike & Suzie, enjoying a rest between wipe-outs:
They were doing much better by Saturday -
Brennan didn't get to go sledding, but we did have a little time in the snow. We had to, he had a snowsuit he was outgrowing. I took him out for a little walk while Daddy argued with United, who cancelled our Vail to Denver flight.
We did eventually make it home, but by the time we got back I realized my fatigue, scratchy throat, and trouble popping my ears was not just due to altitude and too much snowboarding - I had a pretty nasty cold. I lost my voice for 3 days, and I felt crappy, and that's my excuse for taking so long to post these photos. Let's see if I can twist an ankle or something so I can blame that for how long it takes me to put up the Easter pics.
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