home, sweet, home

Home, at last (more on that in a moment), after a great week with family in Colorado. The weather was great and the skiing fantastic (including a day with amazing fresh powder...and yes, we opened the lifts that day...) and we left injury free! The accommodations were superb and it was awesome to hang with the family. We ran into a couple unfortunate bumps including lost luggage (minor hiccup--delivered to our doorstep at 4am), Jonah and I with the stomach flu (a little bit larger hiccup. I'll spare you the details, but we were very thankful for a condo with a washer and dryer), and a nightmarish flight home (7ish hours in chicago...2 spent in the plane on the tarmac....did I mention that we live about 3.5 hours from o'hare? thank goodness for a well and amazingly happy child... and a play area...). Unfortunately, a combination of above events limited my picture taking a great deal (the majority of my pictures came from o'hare. 7 hours, remember?). And, anyway, it was a ski vacation--lots of staticly matted hair, oddly sun/windburned faces, and long underwear. Who really wants to see pictures?

And the views? Photos don't do them justice.

first plane ride (unfortunately, sick.)

view from our condo: not too shabby.

this would be the face he makes when you say "smile"