We headed up to Killington for the yearly celebration for my dad and Uncle Ronnie’s (my dad’s best friend) birthdays. I had not gone in a couple of years because I was pregnant and then my Baby was too little so I was very excited to see everyone and celebrate. This year was also a very special year because my Princess was learning to ski so she would be on the mountain with us. We enrolled her in ski school in the morning so that she could get use to the mountain and my Grouchy husband and I could spend some time snowboarding. It’s been a couple of years since I was on my snowboard so I was nervous and having babies has changed my body so I have to figure out my balance all over again. It was like riding a bike so after a few runs, everything came back. The best part of the day was after my Princess finished ski school, she rode the ski lift for the first time and we got to ski with her down two trails. It was a feeling of being so proud, her growing up so fast, seeing our family all on the ski mountain together some day soon, all at the same time.
This is what apres ski looks like for a 4-year-old…m&m’s and apple juice. While eating her m&m’s, my dad told my Princess that this was a special day for him because he got to ski with his granddaughter. My dad is not a man of many words so this melted my heart.
And of course after a day of skiing, we ate lots and lots of dumplings (and noodles, and brie, and cookies, and wine, and…). Aunt Cheryl made these dumplings…not bad for a Jewish mama.
The girls adored Sami.
This was my Baby’s first time in Killington. She stayed inside Uncle Ronnie and Aunt Cheryl’s condo the whole weekend and had the time of her life.
Both girls had such a great time. Though they were the only kids, they didn’t have any problem finding people to play with.
Me and my girls.
The girls and their dada. My Grouchy Husband always has to remind me that I cannot say they are “my” girls when they are also his.
The new couples at the Killington birthday weekend. Sami and her new husband Mike. My sister, Kimbie, and her fiance Mike. It was sometimes a little confusing with so many Mike’s in the house.
Tired after skiing but still smiling. I was upstairs taking a nap.
The birthday boys (and non-birthday granddaughter) in front of their birthday cake. This was an ice box cake Aunt Cheryl made and it was unbelievably delicious. She told me the recipe and it’s super easy so I’m going to give it a try.
The birthday boys with their birthday gifts…which are usually something “Star Trek” or “Old Guys Rule” themed. This year my sister bought them engineer t-shirts. Only engineers (which they both are) could be so excited and wear with so much pride.
Happy Birthday Dad and Uncle Ronnie!
Thank you Uncle Ronnie and Aunt Cheryl for hosting another wonderful celebration!
Chrissy xoxo