chat with little kids while waiting in line to board the ski lift (little Thibault thought I was so cool because I could name all the smurfs).
take lots of photos with your iPhone. and then find the one spot on the slopes where you have sufficient network coverage to share them online.
pause every once in a while to lie on the cushy, freshly fallen snow. just because.
have a raclette party at 11pm like it is the most normal thing the world.
bonus: picture with Santa.