We left California this morning to head back to KC. My spontaneous husband got some wild hair to go skiing on our way home.
He was about to have a meltdown as we passed Tahoe. He asked a dozen times if we could stop, but I was not going for it.
I am the one usually whining and pushing for the pit stop vacations on the drive.
I finally caved because Brent loves skiing and have been wanting to take the kids for about 2 years. We are now headed to Park City, Utah for a few days. I have not been skiing for 8 years and am very excited. I am a little nervous that my babies will be on the slopes. OK OK... way nervous. Brent will have to medicate me.
If I can keep a helmet on dare devil Makayla, keep Brent off of the Black Diamonds and keep from re-breaking my foot...I will feel little better.
Brent and I hope to get some good runs in while the kids do the ski school from 9-3. Then we can chill on some greens and have hot chocolate.
I can see Makayla slapping her helmet and diving off a Black Diamond Yelling "Cowabunga!!!!" My girl has no fear and will probably love it (but I will keep her to greens.)
I will post pics and let you know how it goes.
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