The little angel just fell asleep and I brought her and the stroller flooded with stuff to the cafe. I am not sure where everybody is.
A is taking a ski lesson again; he is level 2 now. He seems to be interested in snow boarding and I would like us to support him with his interest. However, the lesson we have already purchased is for ski. I hope we can bring him up again for snow boarding lessons.
M is skiing this morning and the plan is for him to take m this afternoon so I can ski a few hours perhaps. But I haven't skied for four years and M won't be with me. Indeed he wasn't last time either so I'm not sure why the doubt in myself.
Ok, it is going to be a few hours of m and me. She shall be up any moment. She is such a light sleeper. Meanwhile, I might browse the book I grabbed from the bookshelf in the cottage just as we were walking out the door. The only reason for me grabbing it is the author: Steinbeck. Last I read one of his books, The Moon is Down, was when I was in high school. I remember I enjoyed reading it on a lazy new year holiday day.
Oh she is up. And crying. Of course. No network here. To be continued.
Three hours later and I totally regret coming. This baby hates warm cloths and wants to be held all the time. My shoulders are aching and I'm tired already.
I must say I do not recommend Sierra at Tahoe for parents with babies. The washrooms are downstairs which is where you can nurse too. The cafe is in the middle storie and where you can have any reception to contact your spouse is yet another level up. And no elevator! So you are at mercy of passerbies to help you with the baby and the flooding stroller to move between any of these locations!!
Funny now that I'm tired I have less doubt in my ski abilities!! I rather go back to the house.
To be continued.