​Three weeks ago, was the first day on skis for our youngest child, Macie, who is 3 years old. Stepping into big clunky ski boots and trying to ride down a snow mountain on two boards under your feet for the first time can be awkward and intimidating to anyone let alone a 3-year-old. I was a bit nervous as I was taking her to her ski school. Perhaps my feelings were amplified by the blizzard conditions outside. The visibility wasn’t great, and it was cold. Kids in her class were crying out one by one until Macie was the last one standing with her coach to start the class. I thought that this could go okay, or it could be bad. Macie took the magic carpet up, skied down with her coach with me waiting at the bottom. When she reached the bottom, the first words out of her mouth were “let’s do it again, daddy!” Music to my ears!