Owen's First Ski Trip

Every time I'm on a mountain, I see little kids whizzing down the mountain on their skis. I hoped to give my kids that opportunity, and this weekend I took Owen skiing for the first time.  There's a small ski hill about 40 minutes from our house, and I signed him up for an hour lesson.  His 20-something, surfer-dude-instructor's name was... Hadley!  Seriously!  I thought that was a good sign.  

He learned pizza and french fry (that's when your skis are in a wedge to slow down and parallel to go faster, for you non-skiers), 

and went on the tow rope with assistance (that's him in the deep squat on his way back to the tow rope).  

I don't think he enjoyed the lesson much (they seemed to be pushing him for speed and he was on the ground a lot), but he did like the tow rope and skiing back down.  I hope we can go back a few more times this season before he forgets everything!  This video was from the beginning of his lesson, so he was a bit better when I went to pick him up.  Just didn't video it!  Maybe next time.  :)


In other news, Hadley went to the doctor for her 18-month check-up with Daddy while O and I were skiing.  She's pretty healthy at 22 lbs, 5 oz (50%), 32.5" (75%), and 19" head (90%).  One shot later and some milk for comfort, and she was good to go.  Here she is doing those block stacks I mentioned last time.  She's gotten up to at least 7 on her own!