We squeezed in a trip to Tahoe right before Christmas. There is a really small resort up there that caters to families. We were able to get a great rate with the Air Force. Rhone and Ben got to enjoy the hot tub, while I stayed in the room with fussy/teething Sylvie. I was sad to miss out on the peaceful beauty of fresh snow. The next morning we had a gourmet breakfast at the lodge. It was included and it was yummy. The weather was crazy and snow was coming down in sheets. It took us 5 hours to make the 2 hour drive up there (mostly because of the chain laws in CA). All the fresh powder made it rough skiing for a little guy, but he was brave and had a great time. It is so fun to watch my kids learn something new. Sylvie was a real trooper and spent the whole time in the back pack carrier. There was great Mexican food at the little warming hut. Next time we go we need to spend 2 nights so that Ben can get in some real skiing and Sylvie can nap in the hotel. It was a gorgeous place and truly got us in the mood for Christmas.
|She is such a trooper. Thank heavens for the shade turned snow canopy.|
|The 1960 Winter Olympics were held at Squaw Valley right down the road from where we stayed.|
|Can you believe that in an hours drive from the winter wonderland we can buy fresh from the tree mandarins? California Agriculture is really new and interesting to me.|