Yesterday in my wisdom (not at all) I decided my husband could ski in the morning while I watched the kids- he came back grinning from ear to ear as there was so much snow.  So then I made another bad decision- taking the 3 year old to the top of the mountain.  Well when your legs are a foot long and the powder is a foot deep- it makes it tough going.  She made it- but didn't speak to me till I got her a hot chocolate.  All is well now. 

Skiing is still great.