Erica, Trent, Griffin and I arrived Sat. The boys got their skis, we got groceries and on Sunday there were off! Sunday night, we knew that Tristan, Jackson and the rest of the Rhodes family arrived safely after an 18 hour drive and we coming up to night ski. My idea to help them get skis earlier so they didn't miss out (it's only Sun and Thurs for them) We spotted Andrew at the base of the mountain and then we found J & T. I said a quick hi and off they all went. I was about to walk to dinner when phones started blowing up. Tristan is "bleeding internally and has a broken leg" My heart sank and my knees almost buckled. "He's coming down with ski patrol" I walked towards the mountain, Erica, Julie Wetzel and Molly were there too. We just started praying. About 10 minutes later... the longest 10 minutes of my life... I look up after saying "amen" and I heard "Hi Mom" He's walking... wait, what? He's smiling... how can ...