Tahoe getaway (soakin’ up the sun and snow)

Our California girls think snow is the best thing ever, so we took advantage of President’s week vacation and made a quick trip to Tahoe. TubaDad couldn’t get the time off (new job and all) but BobBob and Wela were game, so we loaded up the van and headed to our good old family cabin.

Ree and Ro were up to their nostrils in snow within seconds of arrival. Good thing those old snowpants were packed in easy reach.

Uncle Bobby and Aunt Jane always take cool pics where they’re holding their bikes overhead, so Ree wanted to take this pic for them:

The first full day in Tahoe was gorgeous. Wow, the sky doesn’t get any bluer, right?

We enrolled the girls in a morning ski class (their first) at Sierra Ski Ranch (which my little brother mockingly tells me hasn’t been called that in 15 years):

Our little snow bunnies were adorable, but the class was kind of a bust. Now admittedly are girls are not natural skiers (and for some reason I really thought they would be), but they just didn’t enjoy this class -- too flat, too slow, too much waiting and walking around and around the green carpet, and no progress in their skiing skills. We should have clued in that there wouldn’t be much action when they said the kids didn’t need helmets. Oh well. Afterwards we walked over to a little slope and pulled them up and down about 50 times and taught them a few things old school. They liked that a whole bunch better than the class and actually learned a lot. Next time we’ll just take them on the bunny hill ourselves.

See, adorable, right? (Yeah I’m biased.)

This morning it started snowing at the cabin and the kiddos were joyous. Igloo building, icicle harvesting, snow eating, and sledding are even better while trying to catch snowflakes in your mouth.

I’ll let you draw your own conclusions about this one:

Mmmmm, eating snow is fun:

I’ve never seen our van with snow on top before. Or ski racks, for that matter. Hee!:

The snowflakes were cute and fluffy when we were playing. Then we got on the road home and it really started dumping on us. Wow!! Right about here I was really glad I wasn’t the one driving:

See ya next time Tahoe!