Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Mammoth - January 1985

Our last vacation was in March 1983. Except for a beach camping trip, we took 1984 off. We had our son in December of 1983. He was born premature and we spent 1984 getting him home, healthy and enjoying our new little family.

January 1985 finds us back at Mammoth with all of hubby's family for 5 days of skiing. There was an incredible amount of snow this year. There was snow piled up alongside the road in Mammoth that was 15 feet high.

Our daughter was 3 and she started to learn how to ski. We had cute little straps that attached to the front of both of her skis that were supposed to help her "make a pie." For a little girl, she did very well. She enjoyed playing in the snow more than skiing though.

My daughter is going to kill me for telling this story, but I'm going to tell it anyway. (Keep in mind that she is just 3 years old.) My husband's brother and wife were newlyweds on this trip. One evening, they said that they were going to go and take a bath :o). We thought our daughter was playing up in the loft. Pretty soon, my brother and sister-in-law come back from taking their bath and inform us that our daughter had joined them in the bathroom, where she proceeded to read a book to them. We all still chuckle over that. In fact, I think my sister-in-law may have suggested that she should go on my daughter's honeymoon with

Our son, was just a year old on this trip. He started to cough and cough and cough. My brother-in-law, who was a paramedic, listened to his lungs and suggested that we take him to the doctor in Mammoth. We did and he was diagnosed with pneumonia. This would be the first of many, many vacations where our son took us on a tour of the local medical facilities. He didn't feel very good on the way home and cried for much of the trip. Poor little guy.

Before he got sick, he enjoyed being out in the snow and he looked so cute in his little snow suit.

Aside from having a sick baby, a good time was had by all. Cost of the trip for condo, gas, food, and 5 days skiing...$$390.00.


Lori said...

Seriously, I need to start charging people a dollar to tell that story. If I'd started that back when I was five or six I'd be well on my way to "rich" by now. I'm just glad I can't remember any of that.

Crayl said...

It amazes me:
how much little Jon now looks like big Jon then...minus the awesome stache.
How much little Jon then looks like Garrett now
How in the world you know how much all these trips cost, that's amazing bookkeeping.

Jon said...

Dang, that kid in the blue suit is pretty awesome looking. And, Dad, nice stache.