So, in the eternal tradition of parents making their children do what they want them to do, both of our children were registered in ski lessons this year. For Dom this is year two (he did 4 weeks in February last year) and year one for Liam (cross your fingers all).
The weather this morning was less then stellar, with some wind and lots of snow coming down. The wind died down as we got closer to Castle Mountain, but the snow kept going (a stellar powder day if you could handle the visibility). Tracy and I left our skis at home as we were unsure how the kids would do today, but got some good news when they told us the "Adventure Club" were 2 hours not just 1 (which mean we'll drop our kids off 15 minutes early and pick them up 15 minutes late next week to get some extra runs in - yes, I'm willing to be THAT parent!).
It started out great, lots of smiles and both boys skied down to the Barney (learner lift); Tracy and I kept checking (from a distance) and it was okay. Then we ran into some friends, chatted for a bit, and when Tracy went to check to make sure it was 2 hours Liam was having a bit of a break down (inside). In his defense, it was cold, but I'm not making excuses. After some cookies, he was back out and along with the instructor, we were able to coax him into two more runs before hot chocolate.
Dom had some good runs, and a couple of warm-up breaks, but still had to call it a little early. His hands were freezing! Some lunch and hot chocolate and we were ready to head home.
Both boys are excited for next week, in fact Liam threw a bit of a fit when we returned his rentals. This may be because he is a product of the "consumer culture" but I'm going to go with he was sad to be leaving the ski hill. Next week, Tracy and I are going to brave a couple of runs... hopefully we run into friends who might babysit for a run or two!
