Snow Day

We played hookie Wednesday (buy one/get one free day-- we're no suckers) to teach Peanut how to ski. Josh took Buddy last year and they had a great time. Without me. But this year I got to go; mostly so Buddy didn't have to hang out on the bunny hill half the day. And because I wanted to. But there was a catch: technically it was Princess's turn. This posed a dilemma, and we were entirely sure Princess learning to ski would be enjoyable for no one, least of all Princess. Fortunately, Josh is the Duke of Spin, and handled it quite nicely. He actually got Princess to realize (and accept) that for her, learning to ski would be very, very frustrating. And he posed and alternative: Date With Daddy tubing, bowling, or ice skating. Whoa. Not having to be frustrated and getting something no one else gets. He is a genius, I tell you. So Princess happily skipped off to a girlfriend's house after school, and the Cuddle Bear semi-bitterly went with a friend for the day.

I have to say, Peanut is a total trooper. No whining, no complaining, nothing but good attitude. And rubber. She is obviously made of rubber and has no joints or nerves.

Here is the result:

The best part is that Josh and I didn't even know she had fallen (like Superman flying, no less) until we watched the video. Josh was calling for her on the other side of the hill because we assumed she was just having trouble getting up the little hill.

The purpose of children is to give parents something to laugh at, right? Good.