Saying Goodbye to the Mountain

Our ski slope officially closed for the season last week and we said goodbye in the usual way with a fun spring ski and goodbye party! Though the snow gets slushy, it's always fun to ski in shorts and t-shirts near the end of the season:



We did a few last jumps:



We danced the hokey pokey:



And won the hula hoop contest:





Thanks for another great year, Hidden Valley!

A Snowy Ski Weekend

Three great things I did on my weekend vacation...

Road up the ski lift with my son during a snow storm. It looked like we were living inside a snow globe!

Watched my boys attempt tricks and actually catching one on my cell phone camera. Here is Helper Munchkin making a jump out of a one foot bump in the snow.

Marveled at the individual snowflakes landing on my snow pants before they melted. The boys kept saying, they look just like the ones we cut out!!!

Time Well Spent

I think I wrote about this a bit last season, but skiing with our boys has really been a bonus for our relationships.

It seems that life carries us all away in different directions all week. We have our own jobs, hobbies, responsibilities and it pulls us from the "unit". As the kids get older we risk becoming their old parents with nothing in common, it is heartbreaking to me.

We taught our kids to ski last season and a door was opened for us. My husband recognized it right away as he recounted meaningful conversations he'd had on the chair lift ride up the mountain with each son. "We have to do something to capture this" and we knew this was something we could continue to have in common - something to bridge the gap.

We looked so forward to getting back on the slopes this season and absorbing all of that bonding time with the boys again. We laughed and played together on equal ground and caught a glimpse of a future of friendship with our sons. It is so special to us and we will fight for it to get us through the coming years together.