Saturday, March 23, 2013

Bringing Rad Back

 
Around our house, I am the worst parent ever about taking time to hang out and play with my kids.  I manage to get so distracted by unfinished laundry, stacks of paperwork, and weeds in the flowerbeds that I can ruin most any opportunity for fun.

When Carson turned 4, I knew what I needed to do to capture the best years of really getting to play with my boys: get out of the house.  We headed to Crystal Mountain one Sunday after church, signed all 3 boys up for ski lessons, and haven't looked back.


This week, I've watched the mountains from our house as over 4 feet of snow have piled up, and I've had this jittery, I NEED to get up there NOW, sort of feeling.  I think most skiers would get that.  It's a total addiction. Trying hard to balance my obligations with the desire to head for the snow and not return until summer...I forced myself to wait until today to ski.  My wonderful husband just looks at me and grins as I make him aware of my awesome use of self control...

Keith and the 2 oldest boys headed for Montana this morning, so I piled Carson and our gear into the car after breakfast and tried hard to do the speed limit despite my eagerness.


I may or may not have given Carson permission...or ordered him...to get his ski gear on before we got entirely there.  But once the car was parked, we were on the lift in no time flat.  We headed for some areas he hasn't skied, and the new snow was as good as I could have imagined.

When I was 9 years old in the 4th grade, the word "rad" became a staple in my vocabulary.  I don't know how my mom didn't go entirely insane in the years to come at my overuse of "awesome", "totally", and "rad", but I don't think I could speak a sentence without using one of them.  After years, rad finally faded out.  When I started hearing it used again these past few years, I told myself I was now too old.  But I guess not...


As I led Carson, and then followed him, I was trying to figure out a description in my mind of how I felt.  I just couldn't do it.  The overwhelming sense of being on a mountain just smack dab in the middle of God's incredible creation...having a ton of fun with my kiddo...face burning from the wind and heart racing from the combination of excitement and fear of exploring some new places...

Finally, I got!  I said it in my head, and then out loud to Carson once I caught up with him...

This is RAD!


So the little guy and I played hard until his legs could take no more.  I was reminded on the last chair lift ride to the top that today was the best day ever (as it is every time), and that I'm the best mom ever.  Okay...I'll take that. :)


I actually have more dirty laundry, more unfinished paperwork, and more weeds in the flowerbeds than ever before.  What I also have are more great hours spent each week with my boys making awesome memories.  And I'll gladly take the mess in exchange for that.  I've got the rest of my life to be clean and organized.  I don't have the rest of my life to spend with my 13, 10, and 6 year olds.


Goodbye for today, Crystal.  Thanks for another rad day with my boy. :)

1 comment:

  1. How fun that you can enjoy skiing with your boys. That is one of our ways to have fun together as well.

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