I have these emotional snapshots of every place we've lived (a little Mitch Album for ya).
For instance, Calgary: the snow swirling and dusting the freeway.
Texas: Pitch, pitch black sky above an absolutely flat and endless prairie with lightning striking constantly-almost like fireworks--in the distance.

Well, here, it's the ski resort lights along the ridge of the mountains behind our house. At night the resort just glows as you walk out the house and it seriously
calls to you!

We took Kya skiing for the first time and she was brilliant! Look at this form! I literally had to pull her off the mountain at 9:30 at night -- she was loving it.
I hadn't been in 5 years. The last time I went, Kya was 6 months old, and I felt so guilty leaving her for such a long day (she was very collicky). I happened to walk by someone in our group at the wrong time (losing their temper at the end of the day) and as I walked by, they laid into me and literally said I was a lazy mother and wife. I had just moved back to Utah with my 6 month old to go back to school while my husband was working out of state. So you can imagine how much that comment stung. I never went skiing again.
And now, I was excited to strap on my skiis (I really missed my skiis) and go with my kidd-o.
I can't tell you how proud I was of her! I didn't realize Hal was taking this shot - this is probably how my face looked skiing with her the entire time. She is so cute! Our little pink marshmallow!
So it was a huge win...in a lot of ways!