The fourth Shecklet hit the slopes for the first time today!
The tow rope wasn’t of interest to her, so they stuck to the chairlifts. That meant they could explore more terrain than just the bunny hill.
Jake said the jumps call to her. Sounds like she’s following in her older brother’s (Shecklet #2’s) footsteps. Or maybe I should say, ski tracks ⛷
The Shecklets decorated our Christmas tree tonight. They hung Astrid’s “A” ornament first.
The finished tree got two thumbs up from Shecklet #4.
Shecklet #3 also asked if we could hang a stocking for Astrid. We had an extra one (the white bear) that someone had given us the Christmas prior to Shecklet #1 joining us – but we ended up using a different one for him. It turns out it’s the perfect addition to our mantle this year.
Shecklet #3’s helmet and goggles arrived today. She is really excited to try snowboarding this winter. 🏂
Squeezing in a new “first” for me before my next birthday. Glad to have round one in the books (pun intended.) I’d like to go again sometime.
November is a month when we remember our loved ones who have died. Trusting in God’s goodness, we believe our little girl is a saint in heaven and is waiting and praying for us until we can meet her again one day.
There’s a saying I’ve seen on the internet that has brought me comfort when I find myself missing Astrid.
“…and to think, the first thing she saw when her little eyes opened was the face of Jesus.” đź’•
The ache of missing her doesn’t go away, but there is no sadness or worry about her being alone. I know she is in the best company possible and I look forward to joining her one day.
Room is painted, beds are swapped, and these two have way too much energy before bed 🤣
Yes, my oldest daughter is wearing flip flops. She’s 100% Minnesotan.
This year’s remembrance walk is a virtual walk. I ordered a T-shirt (Astrid’s name is on the back) and we will walk together as a family next Saturday. Maybe next year we will be able to join in a live walk again (like we did in support of our friends last fall.)
Thanks to Covid and distance learning, I’m not sure if my kids will have “official” school pictures. So like so many other things this year, we did something different. No uniforms, outside, and fall colors.
I’ve been knocked down a notch. I predicted that Shecklet #1 would pass me up on height by the end of summer. Summer ends in a few days and this happened…
I knew the time had to be close. Recently when he has given me a hug he hugs above my shoulders instead of me being able to hug above his.