I could complain (and often do) about some of the stuff that happens here. For instance~ the last time I blogged, I commented that Zach and I were getting ready to take off for a day of skiing. We dropped off Sam at preschool and got started on our 25 mile drive. Part way up, I received a phone call from the school nurse that Taylor had an earache. He asked if he could give him a dose of Tylenol. I happily agreed and asked if he was okay. The nurse said it was a little bit red, but after some Tylenol, he'd be able to go back to class.
Zach and I parked, got all of our gear on, took the bus to the village to get on the lift, and then the phone rang again. This time it was the student teacher in the first grade. She told me that Taylor was in so much pain that he wouldn't be able to make it through the day and he was crying and so sad. I called a couple of friends, but with no luck. I told Zach that we weren't leaving without doing one run, so we did. One run. Let me also say that Taylor is a known faker and a dramatic exaggerator. I didn't want to think that he'd intentionally ruin our day, but I confess, that's exactly what I thought. I picked up Taylor, Zach put on a pair of jeans and I took him to school, and in the meantime I made an appointment with the pediatrician. Guess what? Taylor actually had his first ever ear infection. I felt a twinge of guilt for being so annoyed all day, but stayed annoyed.

See? I complain. But most of the days are good...
{ Ski racing }
This was a fun one. Ryan's a member of one of the local rotary clubs and every February they have a fundraiser at the ski resort. As part of the fundraising, they recruit kids to race. Taylor scored the gold medal for the under twelve division, and Zachary came in third in the teenage group. Clay, who is ultra-competitive, didn't get to race this year because he was in his ski class all day, but he did land a couple of 180s and did a front flip (yes, while on skis).

{ Snowdown parade }
Snowdown is one of those funny local things that, to be honest, we don't really partake in. But we do really love going to the parade every year. It starts at dark and the kids always come away with a lot of loot. Beads, candy, local coupons... And I always embarrass my family by asking a random stranger to take a picture of us.

{ Knitting }
I've knitted and/or crocheted a lot over the years. Off and on. I learned in the first grade from my teacher when there were cold days and there were kids who didn't want to go out to play at recess. I knitted and crocheted quite a lot during my last year in Cleveland when some overachieving friend showed off her felted bags and crocheted beanies. I've knitted a couple of scarves since we moved here. But over the past few months, my friend Lucy put together a group at church and found an amazing lady to teach us. I've been on a roll... In the above picture I knitted the hat Zachary is wearing and my scarf, I knitted scarves for Taylor, Sam, Ryan and my sister for Christmas. If anyone wonders why I haven't been blogging, it's because I've been knitting. It makes me happy to actually finish a project once in a while. (Because I'm famous for my unfinished piles of projects.)















