It is that time of the year. The time where we load up the car with all our warm stuff and travel for hours to the snow. This trip included me, IB and JB. This is the first time I have been to the snow without any older children to help out, but these kids of mine are great travellers and always help out when it's needed so everything went smoothly.
I sometimes joke that to be part of our family you must like the snow and skiing ( actually this is no joke it is very serious!) and after a rough year last season for IB, I really wanted this year to be the one where she began to love it. With a lot of encouragement and praise (and maybe a small bribe!) she had a great trip and really enjoyed the experience. She was so excited to get to ski school that she would wake me up early each morning with her clothes in her hand, yelling "Are we going skiing!?!
JB had a great trip and had the best first day EVER! He is really beginning to know the mountain and each trail, challenging himself on blues with no fear. Every time we head down to the snow I am reminded how tall he is growing, this year he didn't require any help from the liftys to get on the chairs! He likes to take control and lead the way down the trail and although he doesn't want to venture too far away from me, he continues to gain confidence each year.
For some reason eating snow was a fun thing to do this year! I try to keep my hands out of the stuff but the kids loved spending time breaking up the snow, before scooping it up (sometimes with bear hands) and throwing it into their mouths. I was much happier with my hot chocolates.
Thanks for the memories.
love Mumma Bear.
xxx
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