His snowboard gear is still too big... so he is on skis until next year! Grampa gave him some pointers, and they hiked all over the hill to check out the parked Snow Cats. 
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A single, rural mama's ramblings about parenting boys, finding herself (oh brother), struggle and joy, juggling more jobs than you can shake a stick at, creativity as we attempt to not only survive but somehow live a fulfilling and rich life below the poverty line, humor as a coping mechanism when you'd be a basket case otherwise, and all the beauty that IS.
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