It's official.

You can never start em to young and..


Elle is her fathers daughter. It has been snowing a lot this year which has brought about much talk of skiing. Elle has decided that she loves it. Because of the fact that last year when we skied with her she had to be bribed very ten feet with chocolate gummy bears, I was thinking she was all talk. So being a good little wife, I signed Elle up for ski lessons. It was quite a sight. Nik was working so I dragged all the little kiddies with me. I was pushing the double stroller through the snow and I had put Elle on her skis pulling her behind me to get to the little lesson. I drop her off and realize I had left her mittens in the car. It was 10 degrees and my hands were freezing so I was sure that leaving her in her lesson as I ran back to the car to fetch them was the perfect equation for disaster. When I got back to her she had a smile on her face. I was pleasantly surprised. I watched the entire lesson from the car and ran to her anxiously to hear how she liked it. I asked how it went and she looked up at me with a huge grin and said "I loved it. I like it the best out of all my classes. Even better than dance." And since her life revolves around dance, this is a big deal. Needless to say, when I told Nik the above account, I don't think the news could have been any better. Nik is thrilled.