Tuesday, September 12, 2006

The Hills are Alive....



...with the sounds of cousins squealing.


George, Katie and I took cousies Bea & Gabe up to Snowbowl for the afternoon. George went mountain biking while Katie and I sat out on the Lodge deck and fed the kiddies pepperoni pizza (undisputedly the best pizza at Snowbowl), watched them pick non-poisonous berries (or so we think) and drank a few pitchers of Hefe.


By the end of the afternoon Katie was pretending to compete in the gelande and I was scoring her on a scale of 1-10. We think Bea & Gabe were still picking non-poisonous berries. George came skittering down the hill just in time to enjoy the last slice of pizza and glass of beer. Prost!


















1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Makes me miss the little Beazer and Gabealicious soooo much, give them both a big big kiss from Auntie Libby :(