What: First Annual Mother-Daughter Ski Day
How: A complete and total blast.
Friday I let my almost 11-year-old daughter play hooky and come skiing with me. It was just the two of us, no boys allowed. The color of the day was black, as in black diamonds. The girl wouldn’t ski any other trail, except for the blue warm up run. Temperature was 11 with 15 mph winds. We giggled, sang silly songs… and oh yeah, TORE UP THE MOUNTAIN. Pure heaven. Definitely going to be an annual event.
