Ski Day

This weekend we took the kids skiing at Winter Park. Sydney and Myles had gone once a few years ago, but don't remember it much, and it was Ryker's very first time. I am so proud of how they did! They each had a good attitude, lasted the whole day (and kept asking for more), didn't get discouraged, had fun, and made progress. Of course they were bone tired at the end of the day and a few meltdowns ensued, but overall, it was a very successful day! Myles and Ryker had to stick to the littlest hills, and will benefit from a lesson or two, but Sydney was able to move up to a slightly bigger hill and with some more practice will likely catch on just fine.

Gilby and I have loved to ski together for years (since we met!), but oh how things have changed with kids! We are thrilled to be able to share the experience with them, but it is a ton of work with three little ones. Thankfully my mom came with us as an extra set of hands. I thought she'd be more of a buffer if someone got tired, or needed to wait at the bottom for a turn to come up with Gilby and I, but from the very first time up the magic carpet she was hands-on helping to teach the kids, and went up and down all day long! We would not have had nearly as successful a day without her help (I actually don't even know how we would have managed it!) Thanks, Mom!

Looking forward to more ski days to come with this crew this spring and hopefully for many years to come!

What a way to get around the mountain!

Rockstar Grandma! 

Ryker prefers to go straight down. "French fries, not pizza, Mom."