14 new inches at Beaver Creek yesterday on top of 5" the previous day. Mom, Dad and I are headed up to enjoy the fluffy stuff. Mom won the straw pull, so she gets first chair while Dad and I hang in the base lodge. Then Dad gets to go out for two hours when Mom comes back to feed me. Hey, wait a second... when do I get to go out.
P.S. Did Mom and Dad dress me for skiing or to be the next NASA astronaut?