Aven has finally reached the magical age of four- the minimum age required to enroll a child in Brighton Little Rippers lessons. The night before, she was excited to the point of being manic. I was afraid she might get nervous and clingy when we got there, but she walked right into the ski school room and sat down at a table. Her morning instructor told us that she struggled, but tried very hard. When I picked her up she told me: "I totally fell down a lot of times". After lunch she had a second lesson and did great. By the end of the day she was doing pizza and french fries like a little pro! While she learned, Ian and I enjoyed an absolutely beautiful day on the mountain. I am so relieved that Aven's first lesson was a good experience. She's looking forward to going again soon.
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| Ready to go! |
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| On the lift. |
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| A selfie in Ian's goggles. |
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| Me! |
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| Waiting for Daddy at the end of the day. |
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| Goofing around near the patio of the Brighton Center. She somehow had some energy left over. |
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| It was just so beautiful and warm. By warm I mean 32 degrees Fahrenheit. Yes, Shylah, that is considered warm on a ski day. |
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| Learning feels good! |
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| This happened about 10 minutes into the car ride home. She was one tired little girl! |
