spring break (part 2)

We went from one amazing hostess (Dave’s sister…Julie, you’re the best!) to another (my Mother) so we could hang with my parents for a couple days. When you live in the desert, little things like their small hills become kind of glamorous-looking sledding hills because the novelty of snow is so exciting. My sister and her family came to have dinner with us one of the nights.  How we love this great family. …and how Claire and her daughter Eliza adore each other…and the Indian clothes my parents have stocked in the dress-up closet. We sorted through our old prom dresses (so we could finally take them home with us…holding them below).    I made Elle do a fashion show in my old ones.  She was delighted to do it for her dear old mother. Yeah, that’s sarcasm you sense. But seriously who wouldn’t want to try on their mom’s Jr. Prom dress that she made by herself with upholstery fabric? And I know some day she’s gonna be dying to borrow this Laura Ashley number I wore to my first dance as a super shy sophomore: She was a little more excited about my baby sister Charity’s prom dress below.Grace was rocking my 8th grade graduation dress on the left and Claire fell in love with the white dress my sis Charity wore to my wedding all those years ago. The next day we left Lu to have a grand time playing “Go Fish” all day with my patient mother… …while we squeezed in one last ski run…this time with cousin Isaac: …and some good friends. That evening I tried my hand at snow-shoeing and accompanied Elle over to my favorite barn. Claire found us… …and my Dad and Grace… …and my Mom and cute cousin Ike joined in too.  We had a party with this swing the kids helped my Dad build in the barn last summer: It is pure delight, I tell you. Just in case you can’t tell from the pics… I love my Dad. So do his grandkids. I’m so happy when my girls will pose for me. …and how did I get so lucky to have this mom of mine? So grateful for the opportunity to spend time with some of our favorite people up in that snowy place.  And so grateful for Dave’s Dad who made all that skiing business so darn great.  It’s his birthday today, BTW…happy birthday Papa!!!