Nordic skiing!

This morning we woke up at a run, assembled the baby ski sled, made breakfast, and packed warm clothing for the day. Then we drove up to Teacup Lake with Steve, Emilie and Anne for our first attempt taking Dustin cross-country skiing. Dustin indicated compliance by sleeping most of the way up to Mount Hood.

Dustin slipped comfortably into his big, soft, fuzzy snow suit, and seemed to immediately go limp inside of it. He was much more like a stuffed animal than his typical muscle-baby persona.

We all skied around the 6 km. "easy" loop. I (Jessi) was towing Dustin, and Jeff was just learning the slips and slides of nordic skis, so it was easy to stay together. Dustin continued to show his approval by sleeping through most of the ride. I think he enjoyed having the cold air blow on his face, and the rocking motion of skiing. We had lunch inside the warming hut,
and Dustin entertained everyone with his many tricks: getting food all over his mouth, turning upside down, and his personal rendition of "wheels on the bus" that brings the house down every time.

Dad took a turn at towing the ski sled back to the parking lot, and if you look closely at the photo above, you can see Dustin laughing at him when he fell. This seems to be common: mom puts Dustin to sleep, and dad makes Dustin laugh.

Regardless, he slept most of the way back home, and we all went to bed that night with smiles on our faces.