A Day of Firsts

Jake had his first ski lesson yesterday. He has been so excited to get started but I had my concerns that he would actually enjoy it since he tends to not like the cold. Brian and I were so proud of him- he just got his gear, walked into the Mogul Mouse Ski School at Bogus Basin and waved goodbye as he walked in to join his teacher and class. I am constinually amazed at his ability to try new things. We watched from the lodge for awhile, then went outside to the mini-hill to see up close. We couldn't tell if he was having fun or not- it looked like hard work and it also looked pretty frustrating! There were no smiles to be had. He takes to sports so easily, I was worried he would have one of those, "If it's not easy I don't want to do it!" kind of reactions.

When we went back to the lodge to pick him up at lunchtime his instructor walked him out and Jake was sobbing. I thought that was it- skiing was not going to work out. Turned out his tooth had just fallen out- his first one! It was bleeding a lot and he was a little scared. His instructor (bless his heart) was actually holding the bloody little thing and while I carefully washed it and put it in my change purse, Brian got Jake cleaned up and calmed down. Turns out he LOVED his lesson and can't wait to go back. Brian and I set up a snowboarding lesson for Valentine's Day (while Jake is at his second lesson). If i know my husband, I am sure we will be heading to the "end of the season" snowboard sales by mid-March.

The tooth fairy came last night- although Jake did not want the tooth under his pillow. He requested that we put it downstairs so that the fairy wouldn't actually enter his room. There was a dollar waiting for him in the morning and Jake swears he saw fairy dust. He now has this gappy little grin that melts my heart- a visual reminder of how big my little boy is getting.