The Smith family loves to ski. Our children have taken lessons since they were five. It is a pretty big sacrifice on my part, as I am usually the one to take them to their lessons. I can usually be found in the lodge with the baby, trying to keep him away from the fire. The mountain where we go is totally run by volunteers and is a very friendly, safe and fun place for the kids. I couldn't ask for better.
Just a short time ago, Harrison slid down the Main on his botom because it was too big and steep for him to ski. On Saturday he asked Amy (the racing instructor) if he could join their class for the day. She said he could. And can you believe it? He was skiing the Main yesterday, flying through those gates like a champ!!! He has made amazing progress this year. Go Harrison!!!
Caleb and Lundi have participated in a racing lesson all season. They have worked hard to learn to go through the gates as fast as they can. It wasn't until Saturday (their last racing lesson) that we learned that the final race was on Sunday. They didn't even ask to go to the race, but later that night at the dinner table expressed their disappointment. We discussed it and after bearing our testimonies of spiritual blessings verses temporal blessings, we gave them the choice. I knew they would choose the right. I love to see my children walking in truth.