What is a Vancouverite supposed to do during the grey, rainy winter?
Go to Whistler!
Mommy had a meeting there this Valentine's Day weekend. So up we went. MaMa and YehYeh provided my babysitting and sherpa-ing while my parents went out at night. I'm told that the slopes were in perfect condition.
It was their first time to Whistler, ever. Here I am... on the slopes at 9 months. Next year, I want to try on a pair of skis.
Despite my newfound ability to pull up, I couldn't climb out of the hotel crib! Mommy caught me in this photo trying to break out at 6am. Am I in a cage?? Boy, was I upset. How can the parents be sleeping when I'm around? I can see you! Pick me up and entertain me!
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