On Saturday, Wes was packing up to go to a LAN party. To distract Dylan from his dad leaving, I asked him to go to the fabric store with me. He said, "I don't want to got to the fabric store, Mom. I want to go up in the mountains and go skiing." Inside I was doing a small dance of joy. If my son WANTS to go skiing, then heck yes I'm going to take him. I was worried that we've been dragging him up the slopes and he was faking having fun so we wouldn't feel bad. I immediately started calling for some place to stash Maisy for a few hours. While an afternoon of skiing the bunny slope isn't a dream day of skiing for me, I will gladly invest the time in my kids now so that someday when they ask to go skiing it will be an ideal day on the slopes.
On a side note, Dylan was an amazing skier. It was his first time going reins free. It was all him occasionally bombing it down the hill, but for the most part making some good turns. I'm really proud of him.
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