The storm never really came as badly as predicted, so my fear of driving four kiddos up to ski school in an icy blizzard at 5 am wasn't needed. But we still had fun hunkering down in Dillon, CO for a couple of days. Kids loved ski school, swimming, hiking in bitter windy cold Frisco, and watching movies. Glad we went...glad to be home:)
Cold
You know it's cold when your nose-hairs freeze.
Or the thermometer reads -6 degrees.
It's cold if Sofie's slobber congeals,
And crunchy sounds come from your wheels.
when the window washer fluid sprays ice,
You know it's cold,
Doesn't hot chocolate seem nice?
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