|All smiles before the race|
I was, myself, both skeptical and a bit worried about how the day might turn out. But the race was on our "home course", located on a farm a kilometer or so from our front door, and sponsored by the neighborhood ski club, so we felt compelled to get involved and perhaps meet some of our neighbors who had been hiding in their homes all winter long. Well, when they weren't out on the ski course, that is.
A little background before I continue. . . you may or may not know that Erik was, once up
|A little chocolate and verbal encouragement |
midway through from Pappa
|At least the view was nice!|
That's why I was worried about this ski "race" for our 3-year old. Would it be fun? And would it be short?
|Encouragement and company from a best friend|
|Approaching the finish line with determination and a little help from Mamma|
|A job well-done pat on the back from a best friend|
If anything, it was a beautiful sunny spring day in Lillehammer. We met neighbors and folks who we'll likely be seeing in the school yard, at birthday parties and at the grocery store--not to mention the ski trails--in the years to come. And perhaps most interesting of all was participating in the most Norwegian of all possible activities--a ski race, this time on the local level where the indoctrination begins!