We kicked off our kids two week ski break by getting a babysitter for the boys so we could really ski. We had a great morning but ended up calling it a day after Rocky took a bad fall and broke his collarbone. He insisted he was okay enough for the girls and I to finish the day. He would just wait, with his broken bone, on a bench until we were done.
Luckily there was a hospital at the bottom of the hill.
Oscar loves to carry around our speaker whenever music is playing.
Winston playing with his "transformers" (wooden/magnet blocks) on his favorite spot in the house.
Yep, still no front teeth.
There are a lot of things I love about Switzerland but the McRaclette might be my favorite.
Winston's outfit choice and the girls off for an AG doll sleepover.
Oscar loves books. Not so much to read them as the take them off the shelf, open them up and yell at them. Winston found a way to reach the ice cycles on the play house.
Oscar, thrilled as can be to be out of the house.
Chessmates--what lunch looks like at our place. Also, I should do a post on all the things Rocky has brought back from foreign supermarkets. This pack of Bannoffee digestives came with a back pack full of steaks. And if you think you are above eating a steak that has sat in a backpack for five hours at room temperature, you have either never shopped for meat in Switzerland and/or are incredibly wealthy.
So many games happening. always.
Oscar loves the snow for about 30 seconds.
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