Mountaintop Monkey

It’s not a totally sideways whiteout at the top of the mountain today, so I thought I’d take Chevs up for a run down Grandfathers.  Here she is, making Cindi-Lou look tall.

For the first time, she was skiing extended periods without me holding her up, and was even steering the skiis a bit.  Plus, she stopped crying when she crashed.  Finally!

So she did about 75% of the whole run.  I only picked her up on the reallyflat parts that would have taken hours for her to walk across.  Pretty stoked, as it’s a 5km run.

She seems pretty happy about it too.

Happy 1st Birthday

Wow, it seems like just a year ago I was running off to the hospital, leaving a tour mid-ride and just generally freaking out over becoming a dad. Oh yeah…it WAS a year ago.

We tried to get Chev to jump into the cake, but no dice.

Sorry honey, you still have to share it with everyone.

Speaking of everyone, we got inundated with a whole flock of babies.

Someone had to help her unwrap all her presents. 

I think this little guy’s name was “Trouble”.  At least his middle name, at any rate.

There you go.  Pure carnage.  I’ll get back to the bike riding soon, I promise.