Ski lessons.

I took a real ski lesson. Daddy took me up in the morning. I was a little scared, because Daddy wasn't allowed to come with me. I thought I saw somebody who looked a lot like Daddy watching from up the hill, but it's hard to tell when everybody has all that stuff on. Speaking of stuff, I have a new ski jacket!!

I have new long underwayer, some sort of head thingy, new ski pants, and mittens. I lost a mitten the first day. We spent an hour looking for it. Daddy didn't look happy. All my stuff is pretty big because Daddy says it has to fit next year too.
I liked the lesson, but it was loooonng! I quit before it was over and they let me go upsstairs and color and drink cocoa and have cookies.
I had more fun when Daddy took me the "next day" (two weeks later), just us two. He hooks straps to me and goes behind me. We ride a magic carpet thing up the hill. You just stand on it and it takes you up! Then we go down. I just want to go fast! Afterward, we shared a cookie and a cocoa and a hot dog! Mommy doesn't like me eating hot dogs, but Daddy said that today was all about fun, not being healthy.
I hope we go again tomorrow!