





Matt said, "If it came down to either going water skiing or going snow skiing...it would be a difficult choice." And that's when I knew Matt had found a new love. Heck, I think I found a new love. Snow skiing was a blast. We were trained by the spunky 70 year old, Janice, for one whole day, and then we were on our own day 2. We only fell a few times, but we both got the hang of it pretty easily. I had expected to spend most of the time on my rear end, but luckily I didn't! Matt and I stayed pretty close most of the time, but by the end of it, Matt was ready to head to some loftier peaks, while I was quite happy to stay on the greens. We were sore and exhausted, but we'd do it over in a heartbeat. We hope to ski on an annual basis, but we'll see if finances will allow for that. We missed Noah like crazy (thanks to nana and papa for keeping him!), but we had a fantastic get-away. Colorado was just as beautiful as I imagined it would be, and I can't wait to go back!