Well, Whistler was great-- Anselm did two hectic ski days, and truly loved skiing all th

e way from the top of the mountain down. The inexhaustible boy finished his day on the slopes, refuelled (he won

't eat the "kid food" lunches of hot dogs and pizza), raced outside with Blaise for some sunset snowballing, had dinner, and spent th

e next 2 hours in the pool swimming and playing

"waterpolo" first with me and then with a group of other boys who showed up. Eliot bravely and enthusiastically marched off for her (long!) ski day, had a great time, did very well, signed up for a second, fell soundly asleep at 4pm. Then changed her mind about the second day the next morning

and pottered around the village with me. The mood was high throughout and I was very proud of them both. We stopped in the gaslight district in Vancouver on the way home.. new iPhone, better photo than last year.
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