First up is the Demmel/Raymond fam ski trip back at the end o February on Copper Mountain where Mac went skiing officially for the first time. She took lessons for a day, and then the next day we took her to the top of the mountain and skied her down on a leash. It took 2 hours for 1 run, but the important thing is that at the end she still loved it and was ready for some more. The fam in the pic are the ones you see skiing around in the video too. Good times.The other big story of the ski trip was how Ganma D tried to kill her grand children. In a very nice gesture, she took Mac and Grace sledding. We brought a red, plastic sled that can hold them both at once. She walked them up the mountain a ways and sent them on their way. Upon looking at the situation from the bar next door, I thought Ganma was walking them
pretty high up the mountain... and I noticed there was nobody down below to catch them. I saw them start flying down the mountain and skid to a stop on the brick patio. I thought that was a little dangerous (and my standards on danger are pretty loose)... but figured it was Grandma, so it had to be safe. However, I thought it'd be good to go help her out and catch the kids lest they crash into something at the bottom of the hill. On may way over there, I notice Papa was at the bottom ready to catch them just as they started another run. Papa sprinted over to the girls as they were careening towards a lift and dove on them. Evidently Mac's teeth met with his eye and he got quite the shiner. The girls were crying and Grandpa was convinced he saved them from certain injury. I agree. Of course Grandma laughs the whole thing off and thinks it was fine... but you know if I'm disagreeing it had to be bad. I will say that despite this, I still trusted her with my kids for a week while Sarah and I jet-setted across Europe... so I guess it turned out ok :)All in all, a great trip.
peace.
