Just when the sun began to peek its face and the weather carried a sense of dew again, we traded the San Diego beach for the Colorado mountains. Maybe because we grew-up skiing every year, or because Mikey/Jill/Rosie live there, but in a way Denver feels like a second home for the amount of time we have spent out there. It only feels natural to be heading out for a ski trip this time of year - it almost feels like summer can't come without it.
On the Girls Cabin Day, we chatted Wedding with Lauren, grabbed hot chocolate in Breck, and strolled the strip. I speak for Jillian when I say that Lauren completes us! She is easygoing, fun-loving, quick-witted, and always well-intentioned. She is the sister we have been waiting for and trips like these bring this truth to the forefront even clearer. She is the perfect addition to our fam and we can't wait for her to be a Goldstein in June!
Our evenings were full of laughter, games, and delicious food. Michael and Jillian cooked the first night, we cooked the second, and Lauren/D the third. We relaxed by the fire. We did family facemasks and played Sequence.
Needless to say, the Hygge was strong.
It is moments like these that bring about a deep, guttural thankfulness for my family. I recognize that not everyone has sibling friends. We are bonded in a way that is unique - it is a true testament to the work of God in our lives the way we are united together, enjoy one another, and are able to peacefully (most times...) speak into each other's lives.
This year was different than all other years in the way of Babies. This mostly effected how much Ben and I were able to be on the mountain - and the fact that we couldn't be on the mountain together. We divided up into a Guys Ski and a Girls Ski, which actually worked to my advantage because I have an ongoing fear that I will get separated from the rest of the group and get accidentally taken down a back bowl. Jillian was basically my Ski Marm, I avidly followed her skiing expertise as she walked me through the lift connections and warned me before any black diamonds. We had so much fun chatting on the lift and connecting in a way that only happens skiing one-on-one (and over a 2 hour cabin lunch break...). At one point we skied into a parking lot off a hidden side of the mountain as I fed Jack between ski layers and Jillian hung in the trunk manually pumping for Rosie. Sigh. Skiing & Mom Life.
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| Baby Cousins! Things to note: Jack slept in the closet, Rosie almost crawled her way down the stairs, they shared solids, and are on their way to being besties |
Our evenings were full of laughter, games, and delicious food. Michael and Jillian cooked the first night, we cooked the second, and Lauren/D the third. We relaxed by the fire. We did family facemasks and played Sequence.
Needless to say, the Hygge was strong.
It is moments like these that bring about a deep, guttural thankfulness for my family. I recognize that not everyone has sibling friends. We are bonded in a way that is unique - it is a true testament to the work of God in our lives the way we are united together, enjoy one another, and are able to peacefully (most times...) speak into each other's lives.
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| Jack slept in our arms on the plane because the flight was during his bedtime. We didn't hate it. |
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