Blowing Rock, Day Two

Let's go skiing! (I should preface this by saying that my family is chocked full of amateurs when it comes to skiing. We choose to ski on a teeeeeeny tiny mountain. It could probably even be called a hill.)

Someone is not happy about having to attend ski school:

Some of us prefer to just watch.

Even the babies came to watch for a while.

Since the mountain is so small, we didn't stay for too long. There was still plenty of daylight when we got home so we quickly ran to the store to buy sleds and hit the hills of the resort. I am so sad I don't have pictures of this because it was probably one of my favorite parts of the trip. But who was time to take pictures when you're flying down the hill?! Especially if your mom is on the sled with you or you're racing your nephew!

My brother brought a video game to the resort to keep my nephew entertained. It would've been a nice gesture if he'd ever let the little guy play it...

These goons just watched.

Me? I just hung out in my snuggie.

Ok, that's all for now. Day three is next!