Christmas Break was one to remember. Every single one of us came down with the flu. I don't think that we have ever been that sick, and cross my fingers, we never will again. After throwing away the last Lysol wipe and empty bottle of anti-nausea medicine I told Craig that we were getting the heck out of here for Spring Break. He agreed. The decision was made to take the older 3 kids snow skiing and send Sadie to my parents for a week of fun.
Destination : Wolf Creek in Colorado. They have a decent and well priced ski school. It's also known for being a family mountain. Since Craig was the only one that had ever been skiing we were looking at paying for ski school times 4. I knew that the kids would pick it right up. But I'm 33. I know what pain feels like, especially the next morning. I was game thought. The first two days I hated it. But by the third day, I was hooked.
Cody loved it the first day. He had a hard time paying attention in ski school, only because he was ready to get out there and ride the lift to the top of the mountain. Fear wasn't in his volcabulary this trip either. Moguls...what moguls?!?!
Then there was Hanah. A litte cautious, but wanting to push the envelope a little bit further with each lift ride. She is the one that convinced me to try the bigger mountains. Otherwise I would have been skiing with the 4&5 year olds the whole time. ;)
Halie. Ms. professional, ski instructor, know it all Halie. She thinks that she was born to ski. Absolutly loves it!! But, she did learn a good lesson on this trip. Wear sunscreen. The higher elevation you are, the easier you burn. She learned the hard way.
And here I as. This was the beginning of day three. Ready to tackle the moutain. The big mountain. After my hot chocolate... =)
Mr. ski enthusiatic himself. He did very well for a 15 year gap in between ski trips. 
All in all it was a great trip. We can't wait to go back and take Sadie with us this time!
