Nuala and Bran are learning to ski this year. We took 'em once last year, but really they missed most of the winter being in Texas for Maeve's birth, so this is the first real year of skiing for them. Right now they're in the middle of their 5 days of ski school (more on that later), but before they started that, Zac would strap on his snowshoes, strap Maeve on his back because she hates to be left out of things, and stomp a couple of ski runs in our sloping backyard.
Then with a little push, down the tykes would go... knees slightly bent, arms out... getting the hang of it.We tried to teach them to walk in their skis, but gave up. Bran did it okay, but Nuala realized what suckers we are and that Daddy would just haul her back up each time if she floundered about enough.
Bad shot, but just to kinda show what the yard's like. There's our trampoline in the back and Zac would flatten a couple of runs up thatta way.
Just at the end of our street is another little street! Crazy, huh? If you go up to the left, it's somewhat well-traveled , but to the right it's tiny and is basically just a driveway down to one house. But it's not a driveway, so we sled away on it as much as we want.
Here are N&B doubled up on one of those tiny saucer sleds. They're surprisingly fast. Cheap and fun! We went sledding on a much bigger hill (actually, at the place where they're learning to ski) and man... they were zooming. Bran bails out pretty quickly if he feels slightly out of control, but Nuala just hangs on and goes and goes and goes... The first time at the big hill, she totally took out a fellow sledder who was trudging back up. She kept going fine. Poor kid that she laid out got back up and about 6 steps later was flattened again. It was pretty funny, only because he was uninjured, of course! I'm not completely heartless...
At the top of the "street".Maeve pretty much does everything that everyone else does. She loves sledding and complains loudly when the ride is over. It's a little embarrassing how loudly she complains. It sounds like we're torturing her or something, when really she just wants to get back on. I'm sure people wonder why we're forcing that poor baby to be out in the cold when obviously she's miserable. Oh well. A lot of our parenting is slightly or not-so-slightly disapproved of here, so might as well add that fake one to the list, right? ;)
Our neighbors got a real sled and let us try it out. It was great! We then got a semi-real sled. It's semi-great!
The first snowman! Well, really it's the second one we built. Bran, Nuala, and I built a tiny pathetic snowman in the front yard when all the snow was melting. Then it snowed more and this guy was born. Then it snowed again and covered over his eyes, making Bran and Nuala excitedly decide that "he's a cyclops!!" because just his nose was showing.
Here's our semi-real sled. I'm pretty sure Maeve thinks it's her portable throne.Bran and Nuala like to push/pull her around. They're not too gentle on the startup, and Maeve always seems surprised by that.... you'd think she'd learn to hold on a little... haha.
Here are the tykes making "potions" out of snow, grass and rocks. Powerful stuff. I've been turned into toads, butterflies, fairies, trolls, inanimate objects, all sorts of fluffy animals, a ballerina, etc., etc. I like the inanimate objects best, because a fork pretty much just lays there. Unfortunately, I never get to stay a fork for long.
About 2.7 seconds after I took this photo, Bran kicked that light and broke the globe around it. I was slightly freaked out thinking about how many shards were then hidden in the snow, but quickly realized it's plastic and there were actually no shards missing. Disaster averted.
Have I mentioned Z's cool suspenders? They're his snow-pants suspenders that he got at the farm store in Boerne. They're pretty cool. If anyone wants a pair, I'm sure he could hook you up.
(Happy first birthday, sweet Aoife!!)