The first Saturday of the New Year is always a big event at the gym I teach at. It's called Super Saturday Launch and all the Les Mills formats present their new releases--the studio is packed and we start at 8:30am and finish around 11:30am and the members love it, we instructors love it, and it's a sweaty mess!! So on Friday night, Sadie joined me at the gym to help set up for Saturday morning. And she loved being up on that stage!! Maybe she has a future as a Les Mills instructor!! I also got a picture with my good friend/book club partner/les mills mentor Amber at my very first launch!!
We also spent some time preparing for our big family vacation out west--the kids' first ski trip!! And since our trip was going to be over Wyatt's birthday, we gave him one of his gifts early--new ski boots (which he desperately needed---gotta love when you take your kids to get their feet measured and they've been wearing shoes two sizes too small!) So we went skiing at Afton any chance we could get--but I also snagged this pic of Wyatt in the kitchen eating cookie dough one night. He loved his new boots and wore them everywhere in the house! How did my baby boy get so big?!?
The kids had off school for presidents day, so Amber and I took our kids skiing after we taught our classes at the gym that morning. Sadie and Teagan, Amber's daughter, are in the same grade at New Life and get along so well!! Skiing together was no different!
And one last picture---while skiing with Amber and her girls and another friend Nikki, whose son is on Wyatt's hockey team, we all met up and decided to take a back route to get to another ski lift. So I told my kids to go on ahead while I waited to make sure Amber saw where we were going. I specifically told the kids, especially Blake, to be careful because the hill is steep.
By the time I met up with them at the bottom of the lift, Blake was laying on the ground crying and I couldn't figure out what had happened. Sadie told me he fell and the other adults standing around said he was crying because he had gotten snow in his goggles. So as I stood there hugging him against the side of my leg, the lift attendant said, "His goggles are cracked". Sure enough, I looked down and he had completely busted his goggles and gotten snow all inside! As soon as I said, "Blake, your goggles are broken!" mostly out of amazement that he could take a spill that would crack his goggles and still be relatively fine and ready to go again, Blake lost it and cried, "Daddy is going to be so mad! I just broke my new goggles!"
Daddy was not mad--more like amazed! And we proceeded to be very specific with Blake about the dangers of going too fast! (He, however, did not listen and continued to 'fly' as he calls it, down every run)
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