With our mountain papa home for a few days, we wanted to have a family day at our local ski hill. It was the first time back for Forrest...and a very special first time on skis for our fearless girl.
It was a beautiful day together, and Huckley and I stood at the bottom, cheering on with great enthusiasm. I remember so well being her age and learning to ski...and soon we will all be shredding down the slopes. I love that homeschooling allows the freedom to pursue those interests on our own time. And I am grateful that my children love to ski!
After two times with Papa's help, no one was allowed to help her on the tow! I followed her up, trotting behind her with encouragement, and at halfway suggested she let go. I stood there as she tossed back over her shoulder, "No mama, I'm going all the way up...bye!"