Last Thursday Aunty Dawn, cousin Scott, Jack and I decided to head up to Big Bear for the day. Dawn and Scott went snowboarding while Jack and I planned to go sledding, build a snowman and have a snowball fight…oh yeah and this was Jack’s first time being in the snow!!
The trip did NOT start off well. Dawn thought Big Bear mountain was her own personal race track in my dads truck so while we were bobbing and weaving in the back seat I hear Jack tell me, “Daddy my stomach aches”. That is code for, “Dad I am going to throw up.”
I started to scramble around for some plastic bags and luckily we had some plastic grocery bags in the car. Luckily as soon as I got the bags ready Jack barfed right into the bag…and then onto my hand. Nothing is grosser than barf…warm barf on your hand. The next conversation went like this:
Miles: Dawn, can you pull over at the next shoulder.
Dawn: What for? Is Jack ok.
Miles: Yeah he is fine. I want to throw out this barf bag.
Dawn: You can’t do that. There is no trash can.
Miles: So. I just plan to toss it out on the shoulder. I don’t want to hold the bag in the car. Plus it smells and it might leak.
Scott: Yeah, lets pull over and toss it.
Dawn: Fine but that is littering.
Littering??? You have got to be kidding me. Luckily Jack feels a lot better once we get to Snow Summitt. The weather was great and it wasn’t very cold. After Jack and I dropped off Dawn and Scott we headed back into town to go sledding. There was place where you could sled all day for $25 bucks. Kids under 6 are free. To top that off there was an escalator/people mover so you don’t have to walk up the hill. The people mover takes you up, you sled down…easy peasy!
I was thinking I can probably get sled down hill at least 100 times! I have 3-4 hours to kill. Well, I forgot I had Aya’s son with me. After 3 times down the mountain Jack says, “Can we go home now.”
Miles: What? No way. We just got here. It is 10:00 and we are staying until 1:00.
Jack: How long is that?
Miles: 3 hours. We are sledding 100 times before we go home.
Jack: How many have we done now? 100?
Miles: NO! 3.
Jack: I am hungry.
Miles: No you are not.
Jack: I am thirsty. I want milk.
Miles: Fine. Lets go to the snack shop.
Of course there was no milk so we went back to the car. Sat in the back. Ate chips, PB & J and water. After a 30 minute break we went back to sledding. After about 4-5 trips down the mountain Jacks asks, “Was that 100 times?”
Miles: What? No. That was #5 (I was lying)
Jack: No Daddy. Remember we went down 1…2…3…4….5…
Miles: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah…it is NOT 1:00 yet.
Jack: What time is it?
Miles: 10:30. We are going down 100 times or until 1:00
Jack: I want to go home already.
Miles: Okay, lets go down backwards now!!
At 11:30, we had to take another break. Jack was hungry again. This time he wasn’t just hungry but he was tired too. "Daddy, I am tired. Sledding is a lot of work.” Grrr. This is totally not my kid. We already took 2 snack breaks AND he is tired. There is an escalator. The sledding is downhill. Plus, kids under 6 have to ride with an adult, so Jack is on top of me while riding. If there is any work involved, I am doing it!!
Luckily after our next break more kids came and then Jack wanted to play on the kiddie hill with them. All in all we had a great day, although I think Jack would have preferred going to school. What a weasel.
Here is a short video of our day: