Park City Weekend

Weekend Getaway plus Seven!

Last Friday we took the kids, plus two friends to Park City to go skiing and to visit Grandma and Gramps. They were gracious hosts as always, fed us constantly and I again had a difficult time controling the "grazing" issue that I seem to have at Grandma's House. The kids obviously had a fun time and I think Chase and Zach loved having friends to go skiing with.

The weather was really warm, making for crappy snow, but also providing many hours of fun play time outside, which Macy took advantage of. It was picture perfect, so I took a few.

I love the sunglasses girl!

Jake, falling again. He just wants to go down fast!

On Saturday we ventured off with SIX KIDS and two adults to Park City ski resort. Can you say CRAZY? It was a circus for a while.

This is our theory about kids and skiing. Put the youngens on skis, send them to the top and then let go. They are so resiliant that even when they crash down the mountain they come away unscathed, uncut with nye a broken bone to be found. Super good time. Of course, this goes without saying that there is much weaping and wailing going on, cause they think it hurts to crash. Whatever! Deep down they really, are having a wonderful time, as are Dan and I.

Our Ellie,who consistantly, though very cautiously made her way down the mountain.

Two clever ten year olds!

Lucky for us the older ones are now beyond this type of torture and can venture out by themselves a little, mostly cause we are so far behind with the youngers that we can't keep up with their "SKILLS". However, later we learned that both sets of boys ventured into double black diamond territory and ended up at ski lifts that were closed. One set of boys took an elevator (That is what they said. They even called it a glass elevator! I think I believe them?) down to a neighborhood road where they then asked around and found a BUS STOP which took them back to the RESORT! While I am in the car waiting for skiers to return--because I'd had to take tumbling, crying child home-- I suddenly see these two little boys stepping off the bus! I was shocked. Minus two for parenting skills. However it got even better when we had to wait another forty-five minutes for our oldest two boys (Chase and friend) to venture back to reality as they too had gotten themselves stuck at a closed lift and had to walk their way back. (They aren't as clever as to find a bus to take them back. Two points for the younger sibling and friend)

Two less Clever thirteen year olds, but we still love em!

Over all a great success! And Dan was red as a beet that night. Sunscreen? He says he did...Oh well, he had great form on the hill and that is all that matters.