A Magic Carpet Journey To Remember—Skiing With My Young Kids for the First Time

On a Sunday in February, I awoke to something that was all too common last ski season.
Even early in the morning, the sun shone brilliantly through our east-facing windows. Its intensity warmed everything it touched, almost impatiently like a late spring afternoon. Had the roof had any snow on it, it surely would have dripped on and on. Instead, just the paltry snowpack left on the ground relented to another late-winter scorcher.But while the day marked just another in a long line of crummy ski