So Daddy's been taking me skiing. We usually go up the long magic carpet, and he ski's behind me on skies, using these long straps to help me stop. The magic carpet is fun, but I really wanted to do the big lift, the one with the chairs. So Daddy took me on it!!!
Here I am on the lift!
I loved it, although getting off was hard. I would fall, Daddy would fall trying to catch me. He had trouble holding me with the straps on the steep part under the big lift too. Daddy's not a very good skier.

So the "next day" we went skiing again, only this time Daddy used his snowboard instead of his skis. He would just lift me up and carry me off the lift and then set me down once we stopped. That way was a LOT better!

We started out with the straps, with Daddy behind me on his snowboard, but after a few runs Daddy just dropped the straps and went out in front of me. And I skied all by myself!!!!!! So now we don't use the straps. I like Daddy to snowboard in front of me so he can catch me if I can't stop. But he never had to catch me!!
I can't wait to go again!!! I even did the big, big lift! Not the magic carpet, not the little lift beside it, but one for big kids and grown ups! I still can't get off of it, Daddy actually carries me off of it and sets me down once we come to a stop. But I am very proud of myself that I am "on the big mountain!"
Editors note: Do not worry, he's still on the kiddie side of the mountain. It's just a bigger lift.