Rocky Mountain High

We went to Colorado for a week during New Year this year -- it was so fun. It was my first plane trip and my first big trip away from home. Mom and Dad say I did great. The plane ride to Denver was fun, I sat next to the nicest girl and she helped entertain me, and I discovered the magic of DVDs (Elmo!). We were delayed in Denver with weather, which was a big hassle for the grown ups, but I just ran around and giggled, skipped my nap and everything, but not a single tear or tantrum! Once we got to Winter Park we settled into the big house surrounded by snow. Mom, Dad and Auntie Liz skied during the day, and I got to hang out with Nana and Papa G. They took me on an adventure every day; Nana found the library in Fraser and Papa G showed me the freight train and drove me around the parking garage, which I thought was one big tunnel. The last day I stayed with Mom and we went with Dad to see the mountain -- boy was it exciting to see chairlifts and skiiers and snowboarders. Dad says next year I get to try. By the end of the week we were all starting to get Mommy's cold, so it was time to come home! Of course no one remembered the camera to take scenic views atop the mountain, but here's a few photos of us lounging around the house.

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