Happy days ...

Well, we did manage a White Christmas after all and have just come in from a great days skiing at Stratton in Vermont. The sort of day where by the end, your thighs are burning, your smile is wide, and you are watching the clock to see how many runs you can fit in before they stop the lifts.

Our 12 year old son is now proficient and careful, which is a pleasant change from nearly proficient, reckless and addicted to the thrill of speed. 

Now, off to the hot tub!