Now: Winter Wonderland – The Sequel


After the ‘successful’ ski trip a few weeks ago, we decided to throw caution to the wind and give it another go.

This time though, we were not going to caught out. Oh no.  We were organised and even packed bags the night before.  Well by that I mean, my hubby packed the bags the night before.  When it comes to skiing enthusiasm, that is definitely my hubby’s department. If it was up to me I would sit and drink tea – or wine depending on the time of day – and talk about going skiing.

Next day we were up early(ish) and out the door a whole hour and a half earlier than last time.  We were pretty pleased with ourselves, praising our organisation skills and motivation.  After all we only had minimum delays, one additional potty break and only had to check the coffee machine once.  Easy!

We were making good time too, boys were happy watching cartoons and the roads were clear.

Oh… but what is that in the distance?  A huge grey cloud positioned perfectly over the ski resort, like you see following cartoon characters around.  Ah.  The smug smiles quickly fade.  We realised neither of us checked the weather forecast.  With two three-year-olds, who get very grumpy if out in the wind and rain for longer than 10 seconds, this was a disaster.  As we got closer we realise it was blowin’ a hoolie (bloody windy for those that haven’t heard that expression before).

That was not our only problem.

The hubby and I are currently in mourning for the loss of the lunchtime nap.  By this I mean the boys lunchtime nap. Although it wasn’t uncommon for us to ‘rest our eyes’ around this time too.  On the plus side, it does make life easier in some respects, like going on day trips.  At around the 10-minute-to-arrival point we realised that Bob L was falling asleep.  This was a disaster, this meant he wouldn’t quite sleep long enough to be refreshed and as soon as we stop the car he would wake up….grumpy.  Now some may say, don’t let him sleep.  I don’t know about other children but when our kids want to sleep, they do.  I have to point out this doesn’t work at nighttime of course, mainly because they don’t want to sleep at bedtime.  Anyway, it doesn’t matter what you do, if those eyes are closing, it is game over!  As predicted; he woke up when we parked the car.  As predicted; he was grumpy.  As predicted; he refused to get out of the car.

We (by that I mean the ski-enthusiast hubby) really want skiing to be a positive experience.  So we didn’t push it.  I said I would stay in the car, playing I spy with Bob L, while the hubby took Bob D for his first ski trip.    I spy is a favourite with our kids at the moment.  They are not old enough to play it with letters so we use colours.  For example: “I spy with my little eye, something green”.

Bob D was super excited as we got him dressed and ready to go.  As he waddled off with Daddy – I say waddle, because he had so many layers on he couldn’t walk properly – I realised that I was missing a ‘first’ for Bob D and it made me feel sad.  Daddy promised to take photos for me.

A few weeks ago we got toddler training skis.  These are ones that just clip onto their shoes.  The idea is they don’t get freaked out by the cumbersome ski boots and can just enjoy it. Obviously these are just for the flat and/or bunny slopes.  You wouldn’t be going down mountains with these on, but they are perfect for being pulled along and to get a feel for the strange sensation of skiing.   For this age they are perfect.  The boys love them.


Bob D hits the slopes!

15 minutes later Daddy and Bob D returned. The shortest ski trip ever.  Daddy said Bob D put his skis on, went down the slopes twice and then declared: “I have had fun skiing, Daddy.  I am ready to go now that I have skied down the big big mountain.”  I have to point out he was on a very small slope the whole time, but I guess to a three-year-old that is a mountain.

Once they arrived back at the car Bob L, who was no longer grumpy, decided that he was a little jealous.  “I want to ski now Daddy”.  So we got him dressed in 101 layers and off he waddled with Daddy.  This time they were gone 30 seconds.  They got to the end of the car park.  Bob L declared it was “real real too cold” to be out skiing.  They turned around and came back to the car.

By this point we were all pretty hungry. Previously, as we drove into the ski resort, we realised that there is nothing wrong with Bob D’s memory.  He cheered and said: “Yeah! I like skiing because we go to MacDonalds for lunch”.  It appears we have started a tradition in our family without realising it.  I don’t even like MacDonalds.  So off we trotted for a round of happy meals and cheap toys that I will secretly bin later on when they are not looking.

We then agreed that it was time to go home. It had been a long day.

So lets have a round up of our day; a three-hour round trip, 15 minutes of skiing for Bob D, a 30 second walk out of the car park for Bob L and an hour in MacDonald’s.


The long road home….

Winter Wonderland part three is to come. At the weekend we have booked ourselves into a hotel at the ski resort. What is it they say?  Third time lucky?

I imagine the boys will be expert skiers in no time.


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  1. Angela Milnes
    March 2, 2016 / 8:28 pm

    Ive not been skiing for ages! its sounds like your trip was a success and I hope to take my little one skiing in the future when im well again…if i get better! angela stopping from #bloggerclubuk

  2. March 3, 2016 / 9:39 pm

    Wow…where do you live? It’d be amazing to be a drive away from a ski resort! At least you had ‘quality family time’ in the car 😉

    Thanks for linking up to #coolmumclub x

  3. March 4, 2016 / 10:56 am

    That’s trips with toddlers, skiing or not! Slowly does it. Maybe next time you’ll get more time on the snow than in the restaurant! Good luck! #effitfriday

  4. March 6, 2016 / 10:14 pm

    Aw this is so typical of some of the trips we have been on, albeit not skiing. Monkey is a similar age and sometimes we don’t get the outcome I would like. Never mind there are always other opportunities and it sounds like you had the plan to get out nailed :). They look very cute in their snow suits and skis though. Thank you for joining us at #BloggerClubUK hope to see you again next week x

    • March 13, 2016 / 6:39 am

      It’s all fun, boys had a great time and we have had plenty of giggles over it. Life with kids is never straightforward but always interesting 🙂 x

  5. March 10, 2016 / 4:14 pm

    I’m crying. Absolutely crying. That is how our ski trip would go if I could ever persuade my hubby to go – I just fancy the apres ski personally!

  6. April 1, 2016 / 6:25 pm

    Ha ha, well I started skiing when I was in my twenties and it frightens the life out of me. I fear they will be whizzing past me in no time! x

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