Skiing at Quail

This is my first time posting a blog, so if it doesn't come out right I'll blame it on Jessica. She didn't want to post pictures of her skiing so I'm going to do it instead. We've only been to the lake a couple of times this year but it is one of my biggest passions. So here's some photos of our good times.

I know it's been said that Max is the cutest kid but here is just a little reminder of how cool my boy is. He always says "Papa'a boat . . . so fun!" He loves being outdoors.

I liked the sun in the back of this picture.
The lake was so smooth. If only I could ski for hours like the good old high school days.
Look at the form. I love that Jessica will try anything and everything. She really is the coolest wife. Max kept saying mama's awesome! Go mom go! Everyone has to eat it now and again, and because she didn't want me to post pictures of her skiing I'll post these two pictures. I don't know what she's doing but I wouldn't call it skiing. She's a good sport. I hope she doesn't mind that I'm sharing this with everyone.This crash looked like it hurt but she got right on the tube and took another beating. She's feeling it today.Still smiling after all the abuse. Oaklyn loved swimming after a little persuasion to get in the lake.What kind of brother would I be if I didn't put a picture up for Dan. Not too bad for an old man. I don't know why there's a line under all the words half way through my post but Jess is at cheer practice so I'm on my own. Oh well. Maybe next year I'll get back on and do another post.