In January, we took a great trip to Breckenridge, Colorado.



Or as Eleanor likes to say, "Avocado."



Mom and Dad took to the Nordic Center for some cross-country skiiing.





Eleanor gets ready to shred on the sledding hill.







Back in the warmth of our condo, we got down to business making s'mores.





When not eating s'mores, we ate snow.



If you think these are poker chips, you're wrong. They're "treasure", to be "discovered" and put in the "treasure chest."



With Mary Sue.



Pop and Lisa.



Julian.



The view at sunrise.



Daddy Dave was the early bird who got the worm. In this case, five inches of virgin powder, and all of Peak 7 to himself.





Later, he joined Lisa and Julian, and they braved the high winds at 11,000 feet.







Laura got in the game too.



Nana and Eleanor say "cheese!"