When one thinks of spending a winter tucked away in the snowcapped Rocky Mountains, celebrating Mardi Gras is probably not the first thing that comes to mind, but Breckenridge is not your average mountain town. It’s a town where crowds take to the streets wearing Viking hats to celebrate the Norse god of winter, Ullr, in January and when October rolls around, the lederhosen come out for Oktoberfest.
A winter storm was on its way and we pulled into our campsite just in time after a long day’s drive from Park City, Utah to Breckenridge, Colorado.
It was already starting to snow lightly. The following morning, we awoke to a winter wonderland.
Hiking in Kenai Fjords National Park
It’s a Saturday morning and Brent is playing with our 10-month-old baby who has already been up for a few hours. Meanwhile, our older boys, who are almost 15 and 13, are snoozing like logs in the back of the RV. It’s been said that babies challenge parents physically and teens present a more emotional challenge as they forge their own identities.
They grow up too fast!
It seems like just yesterday that our two big boys were over the moon excited by the simplest of things like sticks and inchworms. Nowadays, I point out the inchworms while my boys ask questions like, “Is there going to be good Wifi?” The transition from kids to teenagers has required a shift in perspective, a change in expectations, a big dose of empathy (after all we were teenagers once too), and a willingness to just roll with it. The truth is our almost 13-year-old just doesn’t get as excited about the Junior Ranger programs as he did when he was 8 and our almost 15-year-old would rather text than sit through another ranger talk on coyotes. But that doesn’t mean meaningful memories can’t be made; it just means you might have to work a little harder to spark that excitement.