Twas several days after Christmas at a hotel desk in Killdeer, Emily set out to record the just-passed holidays- to help remember the good cheer.
Christmas was filled with mountains and snow,
And skiing with varying levels of success Dad, Sarah, Steve, Todd, Nick, Jarrod and Emily did go.
The holiday was in Denver, the second for Sarah and Steve,
And the first as married couples for the MacSanders and Underwoods - though hard to believe.
Emily and Jarrod came from Devil's Lake and landed in Denver, well, just outside,
And Sarah whisked us to Winter Park (after stopping in Golden) in her sleek Subaru ride.
But on the way there, the snow was falling hard and fast,
After sliding around a curve - yet excellently recovered - we worried if Sarah's nerves would last.
So, we stopped and put chains on each tire,
However when we arrived, one chain was gone, and Emily's exclamation "I got it on! Let's go." made her look like a liar.
But we were there, safe and sound,
Prepared to eat meals in amounts sure to astound.
How could I forget - the five star chef of the trip?
We finally met Audrey, Steve's sister, a cooking school graduate who is very-very hip.
Steve's mom, Marcia, was there to meet us, too.
And helped us sled the hills of Winter Park, until our fingers and lips were blue.
Cookies were made by Mom in piles so high,
Though the oozing red frosting made it look like Mr. Gingerbread was about to die.
Presents were given and received as they are every year,
And Steve's gift of Bryer horses to Sarah were the quickest to bring a tear.
On the last day of our white Christmas vacation, the lads went to ski the mountain some more,
And mom, Emily and Todd shopped a bit - a hobby some of us adore.
All in all, the trip was great,
And it's hard to believe that for another family gathering - 12 months we may have to wait.
We left with our hearts more full,
Looking forward to next Christmas - perhaps in London - which surely won't be dull.