A great ski adventure!

We've had our first official field trip since our blog adventures began! Dad and Q went skiing yesterday! It was Q's first time to go! Skiing is something our family really enjoys. T has been skiing since he was 3 or 4, and he taught me to ski when we started dating (now there's love, what's the saying about love and wallpapering a room together? It's kind of like that with skiing :)

We didn't get to ski in Vermont with T's family this year because of C being born in December. So, T took Q to a small ski area about an hours drive from us.

When Q woke up, he was excited about going and the next minute he was crying and pulling the covers back over his head. I showed him pictures of his cousin, who is 3, who had skied for the first time when the family was in Vermont last month. This encouraged him and while he ate breakfast I tried to tell him a little about it. He was rather eager to use poles, but little ones don't get poles because they don't know what to do with them.

They left in the truck only 30 minutes after Q woke up. I stayed home with E and C for a long-needed morning of house cleaning. Oh Yippee, my favorite thing!! [insert sarcastic laugh and rolling eyes here]

They left at 8 and were home by 1:15 (remember it was a one hour drive both ways). As they pulled in the garage, I stuck my head out motioning for a thumbs up/thumbs down sign from T. He only smiled and I thought oh no. As Q got out of the truck he ran over to me and I thought "oh wonderful, he's coming to tell me how much fun he had skiing with Daddy." No. He ran over to tell me how cool the stuff was that he got with his McDonald's Happy Meal and he was off to play with his sister.

As T walks in I start asking all kinds of questions to find out what happened. "Was he happy?" "Did he enjoy it?" "Was he crying the whole time?" "Did you even get him in boots and skis?"

Well, Q had a great time, only crying once :) He went up the chair lift without any problems (my first chair ride? I was scared to ride the lift for fear of it stopping and the cable breaking - but I've come a long way)

They did about 8 or 9 runs down "Fanny Hill". Funny, I learned on that one too and it is named that for a reason!

Q skied between T's skis for most of the morning but was learning to stay bent forward by keeping his hands on his knees. A few times at the flat areas, Q could 'let it roll' and 'ski' by himself. When he started to lose control, Daddy will yell "Bail out!"

T, being the wonderful husband and father he is, graciously brought back a few pictures for this momma to cry over! My boy was skiing!

So, it was a wonderful field trip - and we'll classify that under PE. Funny thing is, as much time as I spent on my fanny learning to ski, I am actually fairly athletic and I was a Physical Education teacher before we had children :)

Lift ticket for Dad and rentals for Q: $70 (I know, I know)
Lunch for 2 at McDonald's: $10
The look on this little boy's face while skiing with Daddy: Priceless

A good nap was had by all!