my true love took the kids night skiing. Thankfully, because I've decided skiing with two tinies is impossible to do solo. (My attempts failed. Twice.)
Also, I really thought I bruised my shins, but Fenton told me I'm just wearing my boots too tight and that you shouldn't fasten them up until you've walked across the parking lot, up the hill and are standing in line at the lift. Genius.
On top of that, our new to skiing progenies are all cray cray. Each is interested in racing without knowing how to stop quickly or turn frequently. Moses crashed so hard this evening that he lost both skis and rolled twice before stopping. Kids are rubberized, right?
Not to make this just about skiing, we are so thankful to be here. Every. Single. Day. I think, "Wow, we never do this!" or "We could never do this at home." or "I'm freezing!" (also a novelty.. we should be acclimatized, but still struggling here).
Mary's last day of school is tomorrow, the remaining school children finish on Friday. So many "plans" have been made for the break. What the children don't know is that we're not big fans of most of their plans. Hoping to persuade them to sleep in, read or ski. Plans that won't make the cut: Harry Potter Movie Marathon, All-Nighters, sleeping in igloos and ice skating.
We had a lot of fun hanging out with mom and dad this week. They came up to help with a Christmas project and then hosted a Christmas party on Thursday night. Moses unfortunately thought that a visit from Santa meant that it was Christmas Eve and was so confused when we got home. It was so sweet when Santa asked him, "What's on your list this year?" and Moses responded, "I don't have a list." But by the time Santa was ready to leave, Moses understood much better and let him know he would really like to have a car set for Christmas.
I'm looking for a book recommendation for the holidays, please let me know what you've recently read!
Love you,
Amy
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