This past weekend, we visited Mont Tremblant in Quebec. It is a gorgeously quaint ski resort. It's like a little town was plucked out of Switzerland and set down in the Laurentians. While we were there Cyle got in some skiing, we rode on a horse drawn sleigh, built a fire in our hotel fireplace (Clayton asked for two days straight to "make a fire."), took the gondola to the top of the mountain and enjoyed the best of Canadian winter. On our drive home, Cyle spotted the biggest snowman we've ever seen - I barely caught it!
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