Last year we did the same thing, but stayed on the other side of the village of Lake Arrowhead. A few years back, while Corrie was still very pregnant with Camille, we went to Wrightwood, a small mountain town just outside the metro area.
This year we invited many people, and a few even joined us. We went for snow fun, but missed out on the snow, as we only went to the village and didn't trek off into the hills.
We played pool and laughed and imbibed. It was a great time.
Across the street from our large A-frame cabin was a construction site, and down the hill from it was a golf course. Apparently, we were in the country club region, and the surrounding houses belied that truth.
It was quick; it was great; it was transplanting that helped celebrate Corrie and Camille; and it was the true beginning of a serious new tradition. Woo-freaking-hoo.
New traditions are great, this one sounds like a winner. I just wish I'd have pictures of the kids in snow, but I do understand just how much work in involved with taking the kids to the snow.
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