Who takes a 2 year old skiing? Wait, I know, the Swiss, they begin the day the child walks. Did I ever tell you about the time I was skiing next to a little girl with a pacifier in her mouth? Yes, it happened.
Only for the purpose of humoring the grandparents, let me reenact her first skiing experience……
First, a tow rope is involved
Me: stand up and Mommy will hold onto the tow rop
Assent up mountain begins
Me: keep your skis straight
Skis veer over mine
Me: Stand up please
Skis veer over mine entire way up but disaster adverts us, the top finally appears…….and the adventure down begins. I look down and think “This is way steeper than a beginner hill……
Me: Please, Stand up
Me: Stand up
Me: Stand up, hold your skis straight (Repeat 100 times)
Me: I don’t think I’ve ever felt my thighs burn like this
Me: Wow, we aren’t even half way down, my thighs are killing
Me: What was I thinking? I am not sure we will make it down??? MY THIGHS! This is torture. (Repeat thought 100 times)…….
FINALLY we make it down.
Me: Go ask Daddy…..
Daddy takes over, maybe he will have better luck
|Is she on the ground? Appears so, so much for better luck, maybe next year|
|Wow, that was exhausting, we need a lounge chair|
|Despite the excitement shown, he did have fun|
|Contemplating the Pipe…..maybe in 5 years|
|Well, if she can’t get mommy and daddy to take her down again, at least she can enjoy some hot chocolate in the Alps.|