Spring Break in Jackson Hole

Most people escape to someplace warm during Spring Break, but oh, not the Stevens Family. Warm weather is for wimp-os and babies! Shivering, frost bite, hypothermia--yeah--that's where it's at! We dig 'Cold' so much, that we enjoy vacationing somewhere even colder than Idaho Falls. (Yea, it's possible.) Jackson Hole, Wyoming! But our quick, overnight stay in Jackson suddenly went from 'Fun' status to 'HOLIDAY' status when we found out that a few of our favorite people on Earth were joining us--Grandma & Grandpa Stevens, Uncle James, and cousins Christian, and Noelle! 

 The entire family skied together--even first timers Christian and Noelle! Christian was a natural and even survived Candy Cane Lane after only a few hours of skiing when my silly children assured him that it was "not hard at all." "Sassy-Pants Noelle" (my nickname for her) and her monkey backpack kept us giggling all day! What fun for my kids to ski alongside their awesomely cool and forever young Grandpa--a memory they'll never forget. And Grandma Stevens... wow, what a trooper! She sat outside at the top of the Bunny Hill the ENTIRE day--cheering us on, holding gloves, keeping us hydrated, and even somehow miraculously hoisting me up from the ground when I could not, for the life of me, get up! Lucky for us, it was not a typical cold, nasty day, but a sunny, glorious, almost coat-less one! (The closest thing to tropical weather that we'll probably ever experience in March.)

Post skiing, we refueled with pizza and all natural, organic ice cream (cuz that's how Jackson Hole rolls... yeah, it was no Baskin Robbins). Across from the parlor, we were lured to admire the stunning, massive, bronze sculptures punctuating the streets because of our refined and extremely cultured love of art... and obnoxious photo shoots.

After about the twentieth photo, I noticed the "TOUCH THE EXTREMELY EXPENSIVE SCULPTURES AND DIE" sign. Whoopsies...  

Skiing didn't EVEN phase the kids' energy. We partied till late in the hotel with swimming, popcorn, and possibly one of the greatest movies ever made, The Princess Bride. Everyone had a ball (except for Kyler, that is, because I forgot to pack his pajama pants. He stubbornly watched the movie and slept in his wet swim trunks. He showed me.)

The next morning, we awoke sunburned and sore, but headed out to meander along the cat walks, visiting unique shops, museums, and art galleries.  

 What a fun few days for our family! Who really needs sun, sand, and an ocean breeze? When you're with the people you love (and have an awesome Motorfist coat), anywhere can be paradise. Even somewhere cold!