The wonder of family travel in winter
The four of us are gearing up for a post-Christmas vacation (with dear friends) in Lake Tahoe, which means Powerwoman and I have been prepping the girls for snow (and enduring all of the concomitant Elsa references) and stocking up on cold-weather supplies.
It also means L and R have learned a whole lot about winter travel in a relatively short period of time.
My favorite of the lessons came earlier this week during a family excursion to the local Target. After the groceries, after the Xmas lights, we made our way over to the sporting goods section, where I proceeded to pick up two snow-brick molds (IMHO a critical tool for snowy winters) and two saucer-shaped sleds.
“What’s that giant Frisbee, Dad?” asked the Big Girl.
“This?” I responded, pointing to the pink saucer. “This is a sled, honey.”
“What’s a sled, Daddy?” chimed R.
It was at that moment that I realized: Our girls have visited five countries and lived in London and hung out in Hawaii six times, but THEY NEVER HAVE PLAYED IN SNOW.
On one hand, this is inexcusable—we pride ourselves on taking them everywhere, it’s hard to believe they’ve never played in snow. (For the record, they did *see* snow last fall, in the Lake District of England.) On the other hand, the reality is perfectly understandable; we live in a place where temperatures rarely drop below freezing, and most of the places we visit are warm.
Either way, all of this means the girls are going to be STOKED when we get up there and they get up close and personal with fresh powder.
We’ve been to Tahoe as a family before, but only in the spring and summer. For me, what’s going to make this trip so fun is that the winter wonderland will make an old favorite seem like new. The girls think they know what to expect from another family vacation in Tahoe. I can’t wait until they realize how mistaken they are.
What kind of family trips do you like to take in winter?