For the last 3 years, Boston, my friend Trisha and I have taken the Snowbird Tram to the top of the mountain to play. Then we scoot back down to see the assortment of wacky witches at Gardner's Village.
The first year, we could see the entire Salt Lake Valley from the top of the mountain. It was gorgeous.
Last year, just when the tram arrived at the top, a white-out blizzard hit and we had to high tail it back down to safety. That was fun.
This year, it was your run of the mill tram ride...complete with snowballs, freezing toes, hot chocolate and that pit you get in your stomach when you're suspended from a cable at the top of a mountain.
Heading back down to see the witches is always a treat. Boston was really into it this year.
And might have gotten a little carried away:
As soon as he saw this one, he jumped the rope and gave her a little pat on the rump. It's not every day you find yourself saying, "please don't spank that witch again".Oh, what a proud moment as a mother.
2 comments:
Whoa. That is serious rumpage.
Looks like a fun day and LOL at the witch!
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