Into the snow we go

I have lived in Las Vegas for the past 9 years and never realized how close the snow was - if you went and looked for it. I have lived 33 (almost 34) long years and have never seen as much snow as we saw this past week. We were impressed, and by we I mean me, Kris, and Papa. Summer was in awe, especially since she fell asleep on the way while we were still in rainy Las Vegas and awoke to see all the snow. Grandma lives in Idaho and has about the same amount of snow in her yard, so impressed is not the word I would use to describe what she thought. In fact, I don't think I should really mention the word she was probably thinking when she saw all of the snow on Mt. Charleston. We had to walk through some really deep powdery snow to get to the area where we could sled, so deep we debated taking a longer route, but the wild adventurous side of us wanted to go through the snow, to see if, in fact, we would sink into a deep pocket of snow that would go up to our knees. We didn't :o( but we did sink in a few spots. I have a picture of Grandma that describes what she was thinking as we were walking through all of the snow.


But she had fun, we all did! It was late in the afternoon, the weather was bearable, the place only had a few other people and we were out in the mountains doing something fun, what more can you ask for?

We do it all for Summer, this little cute baby girl who we love to make her happy, because making her happy makes us all happy, watching her smile brightens up all of our day. Letting her try new exciting things brings back our own childhood memories and giving her a new adventure gives us a new adventure. She is so worth it.


I would like to say that we spend the time letting Summer sled down the hill over and over and she had a blast, but to be honest she sled down twice and the second time she hit a bump that threw snow up in her face, then she stopped and fell out.


She wasn't upset and actually laughed and said the snow got in her face but apparently she wasn't thrilled about having it happen again and chose to not go back down the hill again. Plan B, all of us took a turn sledding down the hill, except grandma (see picture above), then we took turns sliding with Summer on a shorter less steep hill.



Because we were there and because the area was beautiful and because we had a camera, we took the opportunity to have some family photos of us and they came out nice!


We look so awesome, so happy, so warm - and considering I had no make-up on, nope I will never learn, we look young and beautiful!

Lastly, because we can't forget Papa who was there too, helping Summer get the snow out of her gloves, the gloves that are not the best to use in such deep snow, gloves that just absorb water instead of repelling it, silly gloves.

It was a nice couple of hours and we ventured further into the mountain after we finished with the snow, I will show off a few of those pictures tomorrow.