Yesterday we went to the mountains of West Warwick so the kids could ski.
Bet you didn't know there WERE mountains in West Warwick, but I can assure you that there are, or were, as of yesterday, before the rain came. they may not be the kind of mountains some of their cousins were skiing on out in the great big state of Washington, but my brave kids still tore up the eastern slopes in respectable fashion.
Here, I'll show you:
As you can see, conditions were rather rough here – no automated lifts to be found…my children had to CLIMB to the top of the mountain, fighting off wild dogs as they went!
Julia wanted to go first. As the youngest, she is often the last to do things, so this time around she made sure she got the first run. Alex didn't mind. He was a bit suspicious of this man-made (cousin-made) mountain.
By the way, it was pretty warm yesterday, which is why there are no gloves or hats on any of us. We're pretty tough out here when it's in the 40's.
But yesterday? Yesterday was perfect.
Cousin Lisa stood in as the tow rope…