We could see the snow on the higher hills out our kitchen window. But none here, in the foothills.
We decided to go skiing anyway. With the Wii Ski. Donning wool hats and knit scarves. If it were for reals, I would be heading down the hill on a stretcher wielded by a rescue team. The 4 year old, very sweetly offered to show me how. She's dynamite at it! After quite a workout, we headed to "the lodge" to roast marshmallows by the fire. (The fruity swirl marshmallows are yucky by the way.) We don't do a real fire in the fireplace, because it has never drawn properly.