|Spring Skiing in May, Crystal Mountain|
|First Ski Lesson for Carson the Great|
|Yah, it was worth skipping school for this!|
Parenting makes us capable of so much more than we ever imagined we could do. I got a great taste of that lesson this past winter on the mountain with my boys.
Cole (8) was following me down a run. As we started, I said, “Cole, you’ve got this! Piece of cake!” In my mind, I was thinking, “I hope even I can do this, let alone Cole who is on snow skis for the 4th time in his life.” We came to a steep spot; I got there first, and when I looked down, my first thought was, “Uh-oh…”. Cole skied up alongside me, looked down, and said, “Mom, I don’t like you.” He continued muttering, but I had already started down the hill, yelling at the top of my lungs in my most positive voice, “You can do it! You’re an awesome skier! Dad will be so proud of you!”
What Cole didn’t know was that those words of encouragement were more for me than him. Had I hit that slope (which felt completely vertical to me) on my own, I probably would have cried, sat down, and attempted a sled ride down on my skis. But because my sweet boy was following me, I mustered up the courage to stick it out, encouraging him (and myself) all the way.
Being a mom pushed me past my own fear. And we both made it down, crash-free. Cole doesn’t know it, but my confidence was built just as much as his that afternoon.
What an awesome year of skiing the boys and I shared together! Lots of laughs, a few cries, our fair share of arguments, Cole falling off the chair lift (more than once...), a couple of dandy wipeouts, flying poles, skis, and bodies, but it was so worth it! I already can't wait for the next ski season!