We picked up a pair of second hand skiis for Edie from town this weekend (Not a purebred ;) Sorry. Couldn't resist. A silly nod to the mild daschund contraversy a couple of posts ago, which, by the way, has been put on hold due to Craig not totally (long) backing the idea at the moment). And what a chord it struck in me to see how she's really taken to it. I think its due to my growing up when it was the one outdooor activity my family participated in together. It's amazing how those moments can stick to the ribs.
And though I took a hiatus from cross country skiing between childhood and and moving out here five years ago, I'm surprised about how much I geniunely love it myself. I typically head out on my own when Craig comes in for lunch and eats with the kids and I head out with my ipod onto the rails to trails. Blissful mama time. And I come back feeling really glowy. It's not a streneous excersice (which, in the current newsletter I received from my accunpuncture suggests one should avoid in the colder months), at least at the pace I go, but enough to stoke the inner fire and circulate icky toxins all around and out. At least that's what I'm imagining because I'm all about visuals when it comes to my health. And now that I see how Edie's digging it (Craig took her out on the trails shortly after these pics were taken and she loved it!) I'm looking forward to our going out as our own family unit in which appears to be in the not too distant future by the looks of things.
Kale can't wait to join his sister on the fun. I found these cross country skiis for kids at an antique store about four years ago but Edie kept missing the necessary shoe size. Kale is just about there but not quite yet.
But that didn't stop him from trying. Or at least pretending.
And looking like such a cute at it! What a munchkin. This is a shorty today - just like my little man. I'm off to town this morning for some appointments. I hope this quickie inspired you to play in the snow if you can. Even if it's just pretend.
