Last weekend while Tim was still on vacation we decided to take a small family trip up to the mountains so Isaac could play in the snow. We left in the morning and headed northeast toward Big Bear ski resort. The drive there took quite a while as there was only one lane going up the mountain and there was tons of traffic. But we got to the top, got some lunch at a little diner,where I had some fantastic French toast, and headed out to the snow. Luckily I was able to find a hat and some gloves for Isaac, but no boots, so he wore his favorite cowboy boots instead, which proved to be quite slippery. He loves the snow. He couldn't get enough. He even wanted to sled down the biggest hill. He has no fear, and of course that scares me to death. But because we didn't have a sled Tim took him to the top of a small hill and helped him slid down on his bum. After that he just wanted to chase me and throw snowballs at me, (which sometimes were ice balls). We had a great time despite being wet and cold. It was fun just to spend time together.
