My parents
hosted my family and my sister's family this weekend at their mountain
house. My dad would love if we made it up there more often, but between
everyone's schedules it's difficult. We had a wonderful time and are
very grateful for their generosity and patience (with my 4).
My
sister and I grew up on skis. We both became snow boarders in high
school and never really went back to skis. EJ was also a snow boarder
and we had many great adventures together :) I haven't gone since I
became a momma. Pregnancies and motherhood and struggles with chronic
pain have made me quite gun shy about getting back on a board.
I
thought this was the weekend. I was nervous but willing to give it a
shot. Then Mason woke up on Sat morning throwing up. I was not about to
leave him behind (he was disappointed) and leave my mom with 4 kids, one
with a stomach bug.
Owen had a blast.

He is already trying to convince us to go again, this upcoming weekend
I
played taxi driver back and forth to the slopes (5 times). One of the
trips, I took the younger two so we could have a peek on Owen's
progress. He had a 1 hr lesson which really helped. EJ skied in order to
help Owen more. On Sunday, we decided to go snow tubing. Mason was feeling better and we could include Ryan too. The weather was perfect (I do not like being cold). We had a great time being together.
Avery stayed with my mom. She didn't meant the height requirements. It was fun hanging out just the 5 of us, but it definitely felt incomplete. It's amazing how natural/normal 4 kids feels now.
Each run down was a "race" of course. Always so competitive ;)




