The Snow Tubing Blues

The day had finally come! We were headed to the Poconos for our tubing adventure. As a typical Floridian mom, I had the kids snug in ten layers of clothing. They were ready to take on the snow. Anticipation was high as we reached the belt to take us up the mountain. That's when our  I Guess Im Due moment began...

Snow from the snow machine began to pelt us in the face the entire way up. We literally felt like we were caught in the middle of a blizzard. Frozen tears began flow from the little ones. When we finally made it to the top, with icicles forming from our face and jackets, it was clear that not everyone was happy to be there. We managed to capture a picture on the top of the mountain. Can you tell who was having the most fun on our tubing adventure?

Both Lilly and Owen refused to go down the mountain. After ten minutes of persuading, coaxing, and pleading, Raquel and I somehow managed to make it down with two crying kids.

I guess some kids are made for the snow,

and some just aren't.