Winthrop skiing

In 2013 we moved to Washington state. My mom's uncle and his family lived here but I had only previously met them a handful of times. They are super nice and invited us over for our first Washington Christmas and we also got invited to Annelisa and Brent's wedding.  The resort was pretty swanky and their gig was to rent artistic cabin suits made from old railroad box cars. Anyways, we didn't stay there, we found an over grown volley ball court and setup our tent. 

For some reason we didn't hear much from Annalisa and Brent for awhile after their wedding. We like to think its because they were busy making two kids, and we were just really busy walking to top of mountains (and then walking back down).  That's why we didn't re-connect. 

Fast forward a few years, two summers ago we met up with Annelisa and Brent via sail boating in the San Juans and had an excellent time. Their kids are super fun and energetic and they are raising their family in a free spirited way we admire.  Now they are on our "try extra hard and give extra shits to go see them a few times a year" list. 

I saw on Facebook Annelisa and Brent needed some help with a lighting and kitchen project that Brandon has done four other times. Brandon was in the garage building some other shit, I said "hey, stop that shit"... "instead do you want to head to Winthrop and do some skiing and drill some holes in someone else's ceiling? " After some phone calls, text messages and some preliminary planning we decided operation light up the kitchen was a go.

 The day we left we got a message from Annabelle's day care, "There were barbarians at the back gate" "she had the back door trots" "she was blowing mud" "She logged at least 8 entries in the toilet book" you get the picture. Highway 20 also just closed so we would have to drive six hours the long way around the mountain pass with a "loose toddler cooking a butt burrito". Mah- we went anyways.

a quick emergency stop 

Annabelle spent the weekend coloring with Hazel and Finn, playing in forts and generally getting doted upon by older kids. 

Finn's a good reader and liked to read out loud to Annabelle. Most seven year old's are pretty good at reading, but not all seven year old's are accomplished authors. Finn wrote a comic book entitled  "Poo Poo By Ni Ni". Without too many spoilers -the general plot is basically a dog takes a shit and then gets sent to the principals' office. It's been three weeks since we visited and Annabelle  is still asking us to tell her the story of "Poo by Ni Ni". A new family favorite. 

We skied every day we were there, got a bunch of lighting installed and even left Annabelle at home to go on a date night at the local movie theatre where we watched ski porn.  Winthrop never disappoints.

We even got to go skiing with Annelisa and the kids, but it turned into a version of reverse dog-sledding.