skiing!

Well, 3 years in to my efforts to make Preston into a skier, and we still haven't made much progress. He doesn't definitively hate it, but he's also not particularly fond of it. He did reluctantly agree to lessons at a local ski hill this season; unfortunately they rely solely on natural snowfall in order to operate, and this year has not been a good year for snow accumulation. So here we are, at the end of February, and he's gotten in only 2 lessons. We've also been to Toggenburg twice, but we still haven't advanced from the bunny hill. There was that time I tried taking him up the full mountain, only to find he wasn't ready, then almost got us both seriously injured trying to get him back down the hill. We won't go into those details. Or talk about how that probably set us back 5 years.
Here's Pman at the Camillus Ski Hill:

This was the day it got up into the high 50's during lessons (and quickly destroyed the nice accumulation of snow). One of the instructors was skiing in shorts. 

I don't think it's him screaming...

The obligatory post-skiing stop at Dunkin Donuts. Pretty sure this serves as the main motivation for attending skiing lessons. Incidentally, P decided halfway in that he's not a fan of powdered donuts. Guess who won out on that deal? Not the first time he's picked a donut that he didn't like. You don't see me complaining.