We drove up on Mt. Charleston, west of Las Vegas, so Scott could play in the snow.
It's pretty up there. Actual trees, almost like Montana!
Scott walked cautiously in the snow at first. It was a novel experience for him!
There were a lot of snowmen in the woods along the road. Scott wanted to stop and look at them all.
Here's another snowman.
We sat on the deck at the ski area and watched people skiing and snowboarding.
Scott and I with a snowman.
Scott loved this one. He gave it a hug.
Scott hugging another snowman. This one has a tuft of pine needles for hair.
Nice touch!
This is my snowman. I think he's cute!
Scott and his snowman.
He was so excited and overwhelmed. He kept laughing and talking about snowmen.
Now he's posing with my snowman.
Here I am with my snowman again.
I like this picture better than the other one.
Grandpa and Scott discuss ownership of Scott's snowman!
"Mine!" says Scott!
Me and Steven with Scott's snowman.
Scott picked out an Iron Man fishing pole at Sportsman's Warehouse on our way home
through Las Vegas.
This picture should be above the last one. It's walking in the door of Sportsman's warehouse.
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