Seeing is Believing

Peace and quiet at last. K is going to try hockey lessons today. He’s been skating for a year and recently started insisting on wearing some of T’s old gear too. So, with the coach’s agreement, we thought we’d let him try the real deal. I loved my few days away with the boys, but it is so nice to have Dad take them and just have a quiet peaceful morning alone for a couple hours!!! So, don’t anyone DARE walk by my house and start my dogs off barking or there will be HELL to pay!!!!

We had a wonderful time in Borovets, but certainly not a quiet time. We went with another Mom and her two kids. Her son is in T’s class and one of his best buddies. T was so excited. And, excited children are generally not quiet children. They went skiing till 2:30 PM. After skiing, was swimming and mini-golf. On a side-note, mini-golf at the hotel was in a room with two real walls on the sides and walls made of glass on the front and back. Who does that???? We are all very lucky that there were no broken windows after the kids played golf. It's all fun and games till someone breaks a window!

As for K, oh my goodness he was so insistent on getting skis. I swear anything his brother does; he just has to do too. There are some things he is just too young to do. But, having proven himself on ice skates and insisting he wanted to try to ski, I decided why the heck not. Unfortunately, the kid’s club and kid’s ski school both insisted he must be 4 years old to ski. I tried explaining, “My boy can do it, you should see him on skates.” Finally, with a little help from friends, we found an instructor to give him a private lesson for an hour. This way, if he did well, I could prove it. And, if he didn’t like the feel of it or was too scared, we could just stop and be done with it. But, at least K would know if he was truly ready or not. Of course, he took to it like a fish to water. He was the cutest little skier ever!!! So, the next day, I went back to the kid’s club and told them, “He can ski. He did it yesterday with an instructor and he did GREAT!" The younger women were all excited and ready to take him. But, the two older women at the club gave me looks of disbelief. Ah, you silly silly women, you don’t know my boy. You just wait. And, of course, with him at the kid’s club for the morning, I could go ski for a few hours too. It’s just a “win-win” for everyone!

So, I went off and got myself an instructor for a couple hours. Of course, I was thinking that I would get some smoking hot ski instructor. Hey, a little eye candy never hurts. But, it was not to be. My instructor was great, but “eye candy” he was not!!!! So, we set off so he could teach me to stop snow plowing to turn. I was able to make parallel turns on the blue slopes. But, I just couldn’t get past my fear to try it on the red slope. Hey, I was just happy I actually made it down a red slope. So what if I had to snow plow to do it. I didn’t fall until I was mowed down by a kamikaze coming down a slope she wasn’t ready to come down. She didn’t know how to stop or slow and I guess I looked a lot softer than a tree. Ouch! Everyone was fine; I’m just a little sore in the upper body today, instead of just the legs as would normally be the case.

So, after skiing, my friend and I went to lunch and then picked-up our bigger kids. At 3 PM, we went to the kid’s club to pick-up the little ones. And, yes, to tout my own horn here, was I right or was I right?!! Even the older women were going on about what a great little skier K turned out to be. Seeing is believing. I then packed up the car with four kids, two adults and all the baggage to head home for "date-night" with my smoking hot hubby (saved myself there, right?) ;)

And that was ski week.