Last year, we went to Breckinridge and we tried the kids out with skiing for the first time. I'm convinced Connor spent the majority of his lesson just making goo-goo eyes at the instructors. Riley, on the other hand, picked it up fairly quickly and the instructors had her go on a lift that ended up being a very lengthy run. She was doing wonderfully, but a storm was rolling in and the instructors received communication to get the kids under shelter, as lightening had been seen. My intuitive girl picked up on the tension of the situation, and this traumatized her. She was convinced that she disliked skiing and never wanted to go again.
Fast forward to our trip this year. Up to the very morning of checking them into their class, Riley was insistent that she does not want to ski. We asked her to keep an open mind and try it just one more time, and if she didn't like it, she would not have to do it again. And she stepped up to the challenge and ended up loving it so much that when her class was over, we ate lunch and she asked us to take her back up the slopes.
Not to leave Connor out, he also showed a lot of improvement from last year. Of no surprise to us, this boy was fearless and just flew down the slopes, even if it meant a tumbling stop at times.
The two of them were just filled with so much joy and we had to practically peel them off the slopes as evening hit. I loved watching them fall in love with something new and will always remember the look complete happiness on their faces.
|Stayed at a resort in Keystone|
|My big skiers|
|Genuine face of happ|
|Connor in action|
|Took a gondola up to a snow adventure|
|we love tubing!|
|happy that our kids are so happy|