It's how you march

Strolling by Big Bear Lake this morning, the sleety rain fell on the tarmac and the ducks seemed quite oblivious to the elements.

Now because it was my first day back after 6 years and all, skiing really didn't appeal too much today especially with the promise of bright blue skies and warm sun tomorrow.

Reuben, however, braved a two hour adaptive ski lesson in the snow and continued to charm the instructor and volunteer. Callum slept the afternoon off in the toasty warm car so I simply joined him.