…for all you do. Making sure everyone has the hats, goggles, ski pants, boots, etc. etc. they need on the slopes. Dressing and undressing the kids. Assembling the lunches. Hauling the equipment. Harboring a secret stash of tissues/sun block/chap stick/energy bars for that unavoidable emergency. Accomodating multiple bathroom breaks and all the dressing and undressing that go with ’em. Providing encouraging words after a fall. Driving to and from the ski slopes. Attending ski races. Wiping noses. Wiping tears. Administering first aid. Putting on and removing boots/jackets/gloves/helmets. Making sure nothing gets left behind. Arranging ski lessons. Making sure the kids wear helmets.
For all you do, ski moms, for all your unwavering love, devotion, and support — we salute you!
And to my own mom, who doesn’t ski and never did, here’s to you, too. Thanks for supporting my skiing when I was growing up, and for continuing to support it — without ever asking ‘why’ — now that I’m an adult.
Happy Mother’s Day!