I mentioned earlier that I was a big CHICKEN about skiiing in my younger years. Actually I was a chicken about everything. I remember screaming in my driveway as a brown, scary looking 15- pound mutt approached me while wagging his tale. His name was Digger, and he happened to be MY dog, but I was afraid. I remember watching my twin brother riding around the yard and driveway on his new bike lacking all training wheels. I was determined to ride mine. When a car drove by I acted like I was just about to get on and take off after him. The car would pass, and I would just stare at the bicycle...too afraid to even try. I must have been about 7 because I remember it well! I rode my first roller coaster on my honeymoon. I could go on and on.
There you have it. A girl who looks very happy to be in ski school. Poor poor Mary. Like me, she will have to endure years of trying to keep up with everyone...getting off every lift and wondering where they are going to take her next. I will stay with you baby girl...I totally understand!
Unfortunately, the "big chicken" gene has been passed along to my Mary. I feel sorry for her really, but she doesn't know any differently. Just like me, she doesn't know what she's missing!
Allie never complained of ski school. She loved it, and picked it up very quickly. I'd have to look back, but I think at 4 she was able to go up the lift and make it down the mountain with us. We ambitiously signed Mary up last year. By noon the FIRST day, the teacher informed us, that Mary needed to be moved to day care. Oh well...she's just 3.
This year we decided to ease her into ski school. She went to day care for two days, and on the third day, she boldly exclaimed, "I'm going to ski school, and I'm not EVEN going to cry." Lunch time came without a call, and I looked at hubs with a grin thinking...this is going to be the day. At 1:15, the school called and said that they had Mary in the TLC room waiting on me, that she was just too upset to go any further.
I made the decision to put her back in day care and not push the issue...afterall, now she's JUST 4. The funny thing is since we have been home, she has told everyone that she skiied all by herself! We had no photographic evidence of Mary even on skis much less skiing! I decided to look for evidence online. I did not find a pic of her skiing, but I did find a pic from the ski school.
There you have it. A girl who looks very happy to be in ski school. Poor poor Mary. Like me, she will have to endure years of trying to keep up with everyone...getting off every lift and wondering where they are going to take her next. I will stay with you baby girl...I totally understand!
