Amongst the many things that I am grateful for that my parents did while raising my sister and I was teaching us to ski.
When I was two my Mom would hold me up between her leg, skis in full snow plow, feed me M&M's and steer me down the bunny slope. Despite my brief nap standing up on the slopes, I was hooked.
Now I can do things like float huge waves of powder and drop cliffs.
And I thank god my parents taught me to ski. (Though my mother would dismayed to think she contributed to me jumping off of anything.)
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