My prairie progeny were none too excited about taking down-hill ski lessons. I had to coax and convince them that we were indeed giving them a tremendous, wonderful gift when we gave them ski lessons for Christmas. SKiing around here is like skating for Prairie folk – if you can’t do it, you tend to not be included in many social outings. We live mere moments away from two local hills, and a short drive to a few others. So, with grimaces on their faces, we took the kids to their first ski lesson. The mountain quickly won them over with something that prairie people love deep deep down in our bones… snow.
The first few days were overcast, cloudy and snowy. We loved it. The third day was beautiful with snow covered trees and bright sunlight. All our souls were filled with snow, beauty and the glory of skiing down a mountain.

Dave and I got a run in kid-free. Well, DAve got in 2 since the "mountains were calling his name". What-evs Dave
All in all, a beautiful wonderful 3 days with my kids and wonderful hubby. Wow.



















Looks like fun! I was going to say “cool” but somehow that seemed too cheesy! The pictures are beautiful, and I hope the kids enjoyed it. Glad to see that life is treating you well on the North Shore!
By: Sara on December 30, 2010
at 12:59 am
We’ve been doing a life-skill-taking-lessons-thing here too…skating. Ben was not too keen at first but now he’s loving it. (Prairie folk that we are). Some day we’ll have to get that skiing/snowboarding thing in…perhaps we can do it being pulled behind a skiidoo.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
By: Sheri-Lee on December 30, 2010
at 11:50 am