Jackson Hole

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

It started off rocky. The descent into Jackson was one of the more bumpier rides I have ever experienced. Picture multiple people getting sick (at the same time), faces all around turning white, and a clammy little boy laying on your lap talking about how much his tummy hurts. All of the while, I was just praying to make it to the ground (alive). Wip made it into the airport before getting sick all over his daddy (and the brand new airport). After getting adjusted we were ready for a great weekend of skiing and eating (yes, my mind is weirdly obsessed with thinking about food even after something like a terrible landing just happened).
Just a boy and his air vent

Working on his balance in the playground at the Dallas Airport

Watching Monsters, Inc.

While drawing monsters
This was D (not kidding) as the plane was going down

Day 1 we shipped the boys to ski school and daycare and spent the day burning some serious calories on the slopes. I had to laugh at D's "report card" from the daycare. It mentioned that he went to the potty. The next day Patrick had to confirm this (obvious) mistake. Nope, it was true. Once in daycare he insisted on going to the potty. Figures. Once we got back to the hotel and took a dip in the pool it was time for some serious eats. In true William Creason fashion, both boys fell asleep while finishing up their dinner. It. Was. Classic. 

Post ski beer

One minute drawing animals

The next, sleeping while eating a french fry

Day 2 we once again shipped the boys off to ski school (click here for a little taste of ski school) and daycare (click here for a little taste of D on the slopes). It was so random when I dropped Wip off his teacher was from where else but Lexington, Kentucky!!!  What are the chances? After lunch we got a call letting us know that D was not feeling well, so I picked him up and we snuggled back at the hotel...poor little man. Patrick stayed behind with D and the rest of us enjoyed a fantastic meal at the Granary

Day 3 was my favorite. After a relaxing morning we took the boys to the mountain for a little family ski session. I have never laughed so hard with Wip. As we were riding up the lift we talked about how each snowflake is different (just like people) and as we got off the lift I have never heard such giggles out of that little man. He was so excited to just ski. He pizza wedged, french fried, flipped backward, and almost went into the trees, but damn did we have fun. On the way up the lift with his daddy for a second round he said "I really like learning how to ski". Click here for proof. 
D inhaled some bacon at breakfast


D was done.

Post ski Cliff  

Post ski cookie

Post ski snow ball making

Needed a little walk around the town

It was not easy being with all the guys (Granddaddy, Uncle Scotty, Patrick, Wip, and D). For example, at dinner on the last night all of the guys were discussing top movies (of all time). Movies like No Country for Old Men, Lawrence of Arabia, and Chinatown were mentioned as top runners. When I piped up and said "I really liked The Holiday"...I got nothing, as in they completely did not even acknowledge that I had mentioned it:) That is why next year I can't wait for the gals and sweet William to join us!  Such a wonderful weekend filled with lots of fun memories. 

See you next year Jackson!


Melody Kazee said...

Thanks for the post . Such a good synopsis of the trip and great pictures!