This trip saw a lot of firsts for Preston. His first commercial airplane ride. His first trip to the mountains and most importantly his first time on skis. Jeff and I love to ski. Something about being on a ski lift looking at the wonder of God's creation really does feel like 'getting away from it all.' AND, I will admit (and I know Jeff agrees) whizzing down the mountain with the wind in your face and your skis ripping through the snow is pretty fun too! So, we really wanted to take P this year so he could try it out and he did GREAT! I was telling my Mom today I am kinda bummed we didn't get to stay one more day because P was doing exponentially better every day but I can only hope he has some muscle memory for next time :)
We had a great trip and P was actually quite fun to travel with. You KNOW he never meets a stranger and he came home with not one but TWO sets of Delta wings and a trinket from the Pennsylvania national guard from an older gentlemen he struck up a convo with. He always took time to speak to the kids he knew on the slopes--yes while skiing--because he just isn't going to let someone go by without speaking :) He also now knows you can ask for extra cookies when the snack cart is brought down the aisle....
More later...but prolly not for a few days because moving day is SATURDAY!!
