Stevie and I are lucky enough to have two sets of kids; the older ones and the younger ones. In other words, we started early and kept going, where baby making was concerned. If you happen to have this same arrangement, you’ll identify with what I say. We were younger when the older ones were young. (duh?) So, we were more adventurous. Fearless, in fact. We took them all to New York City for Christmas one year. {I get a panic attack just thinking about it.}
We traveled with them all the time; to the beach, to Disney, to the ski slopes, etc. We never hemmed and hawed about it. We just went.
Fast forward 10 years. We’re old-ish. We take a lot of Motrin. We like to sleep in our own beds. We eat alot of fiber.
We’ve got bad knees and torn calf muscles.
But our small ones are young and want to see the world. They want to travel and eat out and have sleep overs. You know, like their siblings used to do.
So, occasionally, we just have to buck up and do it. And it was the perfect storm. My birthday, the holidays, the restless crew—-Stevie took matters into his own hands and surprised us with a ski trip. We packed a lot of motrin and a heating pad and up to the mountains we drove.
{Don’t you worry. Stevie’s still got it :)}
He got down the hill like an old pro. He’s actually a really good skier but he’s not 22, if you get my drift.
It didn’t take long before everyone was skiing and having a ball!
Even the least one got the hang of it by the day 2! And it was so fun to have the older ones there to teach the younger ones. It’s so much cooler to learn to ski from your 22 year old brother than from your mom!
As much as we love our homebody lifestyle, traveling with kids grows you. It stresses your limits and stretches you. I’m glad we went. And really glad we’re home!
We found this cute cabin on VRBO, owned by the nicest lady, who was so helpful in making our spur-of-the-moment trip possible. You can rent one of three levels or all three if you’re taking a big party. It’s ski-in, ski-out and is on an easy green hill so that those learning could get some good practice in.
Our dear (and younger) friends Sara and Sebastian joined us for a day and night of fun. They brought raclette, which is fun Belgian tradition of communal eating over a hot plate with individual cooking plates. We ate so much good food that night!
So, thank you Stevie for a great change of pace and for making us cool again to our kids!
For a short time, the girls don’t think we’re old fogies. We’re young and hip and well, sore.
p.s. I got a little behind on my resolution fury but I did finish two books while we were gone—-Turning Pro: Tap Your Inner Power and Create Your Life’s Work
and The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles. I highly recommend them, for those of you who are serious about finding your life’s work and doing it well. I have so much to share about that, which I plan to do in my first ever newsletter, which will be sent out to all subscribers to this blog. Make sure you subscribe before Friday! Get those books too.
Mwahhh to all you and hope your new year is off to the perfect start!