Today we played hooky and took Oscar skiing. Poppy stayed with the very kind and generous Betina, and we had a fabulous day with lil'o. Here is what I saw for most of the day...two boys in front. Oscar preferred to sit with the Dad.
I suggested that we venture over to a different lift that was a bit more challenging...here is a picture before this...
Yes my friends we were very close to black diamond territory but no need to fear...we stuck with the intermediate runs. It was very cold and as you can see from the trees, the snow and wind were pretty chilly at the top. Oscar's hands got cold and I had to ski with him between my legs to quickly get down the slope. (I should note this was really the only time he didn't want to be skiing)
The little trooper skiied his little heart out.
When he was riding on the lift later with me and he asked me "why did you make us go on the other lift?"
my response was that "I asked and you said you wanted to."
o- "You shouldn't have chosen that one, it was too cold."
(I did give him the option and he said yes!)
Later when we were finished checking in our gear and we were going to meet dad back at the car, and he was headed in the wrong direction, I said "hey this way."
To this he responded..."Mom why are you so bossy"
My response was"well, the car IS this way."
I think he was just tired, or maybe having both parents doting on him all day and letting him call all of the shots was just too much for him, and I was the scapegoat. Yes, I think I will use that as the excuse. Surely I'm not bossy ALL of the time. Only when he is headed off the cliff or in the wrong direction of the car.