Yesterday we went skiing again, and it was a huge blessing. Spokane was socked in with heavy fog, but on Mt. Spokane it was sunny and clear. Our boys progressed in their abilities to the point where they could tackle some of the intermediate slopes. We had a beautiful day enjoying God's creation, healthy activity, and family relationships. As I rode the chair lift with Chandler for our last run, we were discussing all of the delights of the day. In the midst of that moment, he turned to me, gazed deeply into my eyes, and said, "Mom, your mustache is back."
Thank you, son.
I scheduled a wax.
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