Family Ski Day

We had a great weekend with my sister Leslie and her family, who were visiting from So. California. We played, went to the Parade of Homes and enjoyed it (thanks to my mom, who watched some of the kids) then finished it up with a day of skiing.Brent and I were amazed at how quickly Hunter has taken up snowboarding. He was excited to show off his slides, 360's and cool moves. Hunter kept us entertained all day.
Hunt looked so awesome.I'm glad that Brent was finally able to see how wonderful a snowboarder he is. What a fun kid!Hayley was such a sport, and came to Brianhead with us. It was her first time, and she tried so very hard. Much of her time was spent with Brent holding her by his side, and once she got the hang of it, I hardly kept up with them. Much of her day was spent like this, till Brent took over. She was a little frustrated at the beginning, but perked up when she fell less. She might be too dainty to ski. It was beneath her to be deposited on the slopes in positions like this. Mighty girl!I ended up skiing a few runs with an extra set of poles. (How do mom's always end up with so much extra stuff? I feel like a camel.) Anyway, Hayley improved immensely after giving her one less thing to stress over. She just kept straddling her poles with her ski's. Funny for Brent and I, upsetting for her. I'd call this a family picture, but Hunter was off doing his own thing, so we are missing him. Oh, and Emmy who was at home playing with Grandma Reese. Brent and I were staggered that there were kids just bigger than Emmy, and they were streaking down the mountain at super sonic speeds. They were incredible.Leslie and Sydney taking a break for a happy picture. Sydney did so well, but just could not figure out the snow plow. So her only means of stopping, were some very extravagant wipe-outs. I wasn't sure she would go back out after lunch, but she punched her brave button, and headed out again. I also love that you can see Hayley laid out in the background.I was the third wheel, always by myself, or with strangers being the single rider. Hayley didn't want to ride with me, we kept falling over when she frequently stopped on my ski's. I did get to run a few times with Brent, and once with my sister. Ahhhh...the good old days.What a silly picture of Hayley, poor thing, her goggles are on crooked. The goof spent most of the day like this.
Brent and I might be walking kooky for a bit. We worked hard to keep up. Whew!
Yea! for long weekends. Love 'em!