Ski trip

So last weekend we went on our first ski trip since Bode was born. Actually it was my first skiing since I was pregnant with him and the skiing was GREAT. The snow was perfect and it just felt really good to get on the slopes. Unfortunately basically everything else about the trip was a fiasco.

I have off work on Fridays so around noon I left the house for Tahoe. I assumed that I could make the trip feel easier by making lots of stops to break things up. We stopped and picked up a ski helmet in San Francisco. We stopped for a tour of the Jelly Belly factory. We stopped at REI and bought Geneva ski goggles and some passes to Sugar Bowl. We arrived in Tahoe around 9pm and you know what? It just felt like I'd been in the car for 9 hours. Ugh.

Skiing seems to just inherently have a lot of gear and stuff to lug around. Combine that with the fact that babies have a lot of stuff to lug around and we basically filled up two cars. Thank goodness our friends Scot and Lauren wanted to come with us and had space in their truck because we could not possibly have done it otherwise.

Geneva and I were both so excited that we could barely sleep the days before the trip so you can probably imagine what good moods we were in. She seemed to really enjoy the skiing though - especially the stopping for snacks parts. After her second day of skiing we came back to the cabin and she was sulking big time because I wouldn't buy her a new iPad game. I sent her off to the couch until she could be in a nice mood again. Turns out a nap would be necessary for that to happen.

We took Bode to the ski hill on Saturday but that was a mistake also. He wasn't allowed on the chair lift (they allowed us to take Geneva on the lifts at Brundage). He seemed to enjoy looking around though and while I watched him on Saturday Yenny got a chance to ski and she seemed to have a great time!

All in all it was a great example of Type 2 fun (not that fun at the time, but lots of fun in retrospect). And the skiing was great. And it has really whet my appetite for our March trip!

Bode's first word

Chris and I were so amazed when Bode said his first word a couple of days ago but I should preface this with a few things. First, Bode is not much of a babbler. He makes some noises (kind of "eh eh" type stuff) but not syllables. No mama or baba or dada. None of that. Second, our cats have been pretty sick recently. Porky had his eye practically glued shut with pink eye and both cats have some sort of laryngitis. Porky can't speak at all and Marie just makes weird hacking noises when she has something to say. Anyway, Chris and I were in the kitchen a couple of days ago and I asked Bode "Do you want a cracker?" while holding up a Trader Joe's brand Ritz. He responded with "cra-ca." I was just floored and almost didn't think it was him except Chris turned around and said "Bode said his first word!" Later though we both confessed that we part thought it was the cat. Thankfully I got him to repeat it later in the evening and so we can be sure it was him saying it. It's a mark of how unlikely him speaking seems to be that Chris and I thought it was almost as likely that the cat was saying cracker.