The Penultimate Day...

Well it's New Year's Eve here at the barn and since the adults are enjoying the peace and quiet a little too much, Connor (Bridget and Joe's nephew for those of you not in the Mitchell gene pool) is here to provide you with all of you blogging pleasures.

Today is our last night and we just finished a lovely meal provided by family members of all ages.

Before...

... and After

But the main event of the day was the final trip to Whiteface Mountain for another frolicking day of skiing. The powder was thick, the ice was slick, and the injuries came quick(ly). Bridget was toppled by an out-of-control four-year-old, Clarke and I collided many time in the wooded glades, and Colin discovered the joys of skiing after a five-year absence due to snowboarding fever. Unfortunately, dear old Annie could not join us today for our day of merriment because of hip issues, but we missed her "wit" and "charm".

Well, I hope I provided a suitable substitute for Bridgie here tonight. Expect an update (very) soon and have a blessed New Year.