Well, I can now say that I have inserted my contact lens at the top of the side of a mountain. Imagine my shock as I was skiing down from the highest elevation of our trip, when I was suddenly blind in one eye. I yelled to Evelyn, "Go ahead, and tell Daddy my contact fell out." Luckily, she heard me, because I was stopped for a long time praying to God that I would not drop my key to sight into a pile of snow. I had rewetting drops in my jacket, and the lens fell inside my goggles. By the grace of God I very carefully got it into my eye and had clear vision once again. That was nerve wrecking!
Yesterday was amazing. The sun shone all day, and the temperature was comfortable in the 30s. If anything, we were too warm. Henry had another day of ski school, but we decided to keep the girls with us all day. That was a first. I've never skied with my daughters. It was good for me. Instead of focusing on my fear when the edge of a ridge loomed ahead of me, and it looked as though I could easily ski off the mountain's edge, I was in protective mama mode. I focused on concern for the safety of my girls, and that did a lot for my confidence as a beginner skier. I now know that I can control my path and manage my speed when the slope gets steep. We all fell very little. The girls just crisscross the paths in wide S curves, and they are in control. At one point, we came upon a really steep part. I was nervous, and Robbie started giving me turn by turn instructions about how to make it down. That irritated me, and I mouthed off something along the lines of, "I can figure out how to get down the slope without you telling me every move to make." He took off, and the girls followed. However, I had misunderstood that we were supposed to go to the left side of a fork. Therefore, I had to change the path I had planned, and I ended up right in the bumpy area that Robbie had tried to tell to me avoid. Mommy mogulled on accident! Robbie later told me that he looked up and thought to himself that he had just told me not to ski over there, and that I was going to crash and burn and be furious. I made it, and it was hilarious and kind of fun.
Robbie took the girls on paths through trees with some moguls in spots too. He and Olivia went down a ski park with ramps, and they both got to where they could catch some air and land okay. I can't believe how confident and daring our little girls are compared to their cautious mother. I fear for next year when we put carefree Vivian on skis!! She'll likely tear down the mountain.
Henry's skills improved by leaps and bounds yesterday, so his instructor took him up on the chair lift. The guy said the first time, Henry was terrified of falling off. Once he skied down the first time, he was excited to go back up to ski down again. After Henry's ski school, Ev's feet hurt so Robbie took off with Olivia to try some harder slopes. Robbie was gone when I learned that Henry had been on the lift, so I made the decision to take Evelyn with me to ski down a real slope with my little son for the first time. Henry's instructor said he controlled his speed well and listened well to instructions to stop. When we first started down, Henry went right up behind Evelyn, and their skis lined up like two Vs. He almost made her do the middle splits. We then gave Ev more of a head start, and it was awesome. Nobody else was up there at that time of day, so we had all the space we wanted. Henry fell a few times, and we got our skis crossed as I tried to get him situated. It was funny. At the bottom, I heard Evelyn say, "I am NOT going down with him again until he is older!!"
Viv and I are going to soon go explore the village while Henry goes up higher in another day of ski school, and Robbie takes the girls on the slopes. The mountain view here as I type is so pretty. We're having a really wonderful time.
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