While we took our early Christmas Vacation, Ethan had the chance to ski for the first time. Initially, he wanted no part of these weird sticks on his feet. He made his father stay with him at the bottom of the hill while his cousins, aunt and uncles skied. Since Ethan didn't want to ski, Daddy called to have Mommy pick him up early.
As Mommy and Grandma came up the mountain, Daddy convinced Ethan to go down a small bump. Ethan liked it so much that he insisted on more. But would he get on the lift? Oh no! He had Daddy carry him up the hill time and time again.
When Mommy did show up, Ethan was on the hill ready to show his stuff. Down he came, thumbs in the air and grinning from ear to ear. He was so proud of himself. He could even almost turn. He never did manage to figure out how to stop. Maybe next time.
4 years ago
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