ski lesson # 7 and # 3

turns out, too much of a good thing is not really good. this week i was the mom leaving my little one in tears. he refused to ski. he's threeish, though...so we won't hold it against him. they had to bring him back down the mountain because he told his teacher, "i hate skiing. i love my mommy." we won't make him ski next week if he's as hesitant. but like i said, he's threeish. next week he might climb on the snowmobile all by himself and wait for the teacher to show up.

and then there's my funny little pea. two weeks ago i busted my behind to get those little ones to the mountain early so that mr. ray could teach sweet pea to stop without his edgie. that one event has sent sp into a tailspin. he fears change. but more than fearing change...he fears talking about change. if i would've just kept my mouth shut he would have felt so empowered that mr. ray chose to work with him special....but because i talked about it....now he's nervous and self-conscious. basically he's started to over think things. he is my child.

editor's note: in talking to sweet pea this morning i find that he is not worried about going fast, stopping or change. he just can't go fast. he said his skis need to be waxed. hi. i'm meghan. i have verbal diarrhea. and i over think EVERYTHING. you might have already known that. welcome to my blog.