This ornament is so ancient that I wasn't even able to quickly find any information about it on the blog. Robby guesses that we went to Cooper Mountain on a ski trip in 2004. Just imagine, we were young, skinny and child free-well, Reagan was on her way but no one knew it yet except for us.We went with the Thursday night gang and had a great time. I don't remember anything about skiing that week but I do remember that it was my first time to have sausage in spaghetti! Yep, that is what this Cooper Mountain ski bear reminds me of.
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