Good News: She Liked Skiing....

K got the fantastic opportunity to go to NH this past weekend to celebrate her friend's 16th Birthday. The family took their 3 kids and 3 friends up to Loon for tubing, eating and skiing.

K skied when she was about 3. Then, soon after,  she switched to snowboarding. She decided that she was going to try skiing again this weekend. Because I could not take her for a trial run before hand,  I gave her lessons on how to put on skis and how to get in a pizza shape and how to keep her hands in front of her in our family room. That's normal, right?

Off she went on Friday . Periodically, I would get a text or find a picture on Twitter or Instagram of she and her friends having a blast.

Saturday morning, the texts started like this:

11:21 am We're on our way to the mountain! I am going to die....
11:40 am We are buying tickets.
11:42 am I am really nervous. I am going to die.
12:06 pm Wow, I am really good.
12:27 pm I haven't fallen once and I can stop and turn! I like this.
1:54 pm I am in a gondola!
3:39 pm Just got done and I hurt my thumb and it's a little swollen but I think it's fine.

Now, I have been around the slopes a few times. Need proof? Check out this post and this one. And I know that the most prominent injury on the slopes is broken thumbs/hands. My sister and brother had matching casts one year when they were in middle school. As she was describing her thumb through the evening, she mentioned how it was swelling and turning purple. I feared that when she got home, we would be taking a trip to the ER.

She helpfully sent a video of her thumb to me on her ride home. No, you do not need to see it.

Sure enough, we went to the ER when she got home. This was our 4th? visit in the past year. She manages to do things on weekends. Soon we will be calling and requesting our favorite nurses.

Sure enough: Broken.

I am currently waiting for the orthopedic Dr. to call and the Principal of the High School to hunt me down because she will not be able to take her MCAS (standardized testing) this week because she cannot write. I swear, never a dull moment.