Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Our Little Skier

On the magic carpet:

Snowploughing, aka "the pizza wedge:"

Zander's first foray into snow skiing went relatively well (as mentioned here and here). He ended up taking one private lesson and two full-day lessons. Each day he said he wanted to go on the "grown-up" mountain with mom and dad. The first time he asked, Brad walked him up the hill about ten feet and skiied down with him. Z didn't buy it and kept right on asking.

So, our last day on the slopes, Brad bought a special kind of harness and we headed up the gondola to the top of the mountain. Um, for the record, what were we thinking? Another brilliant parenting move on our part.

The harness proved challenging and Z kept falling. We ended up taking turns skiing down the mountain while carrying him in our arms. Yes, it was as difficult as it sounds. One of us would hold Z's skis and the other person's poles, while the other would lift up Zander and carefully snowplough downhill. Lesson learned -> the hard way.

The good news is that Zander loved it the whole time and told everyone and anyone that he came in contact with that he had skiied down the "GIANT GROWN-UP MOUNTAIN!" Brad and/or I would simultaneously mouth "NEVER AGAIN."

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