
Some of us had a bit of a clothing malfunction.

As my mother-in-law, sister-in-law and I stood at the bottom of the hill manning incoming children, this little one cried out for help. I quickly ran uphill to help but first snapped a few photos of her predicament. I couldn't help myself. Chuckles were heard from below as they watched me "help" her. I did secure her britches and soon she was on her way.

The boys built a snow ramp and Reed caught some good air coming off it. I love his facial expression.

And finally Phil. He obviously had fun.




And no pics of me from the whole weekend. That's life on this side of the camera. I did go down once and went crazy high up the hillside and came down wicked fast. Fun? Yes. But landing on your back with nothing but a plastic disc between me and the snow was enough to convince me one trip was all I needed. It was good while it lasted. We need to invest in better sleds.








