We took the kids to Breckenridge for spring break to teach them to ski. Now when you are a Henderson kid your parents don't even consider enrolling you in ski school. They take you straight up the mountain. Unfortunately, spring break is crazy crowded in Breckenridge. This is a glimpse at what their first lift line looked like. That first lift line took us and hour an 15 minutes to get through. I think that is a record for me.
They both hated it. For starters we were completely overdressed for the weather. Emiline couldn't stand it and thought she was going to puke. Really. Tears were shed and we shoved them on the lift and headed up the dreaded mountain.
Thank goodness the tone changed. Thank goodness they could ski. Forget ski school. It's for wimps. By the end of the trip they were doing jumps in the terrain park. Seriously.
We couldn't leave without an impromptu snowball fight at Gigi & Leo's. Then we headed home with a fabulous stash of Fat Tire beer.
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