Ava went on the big lift yesterday! As in ski lift, 30 feet above the ground! I couldn't breathe as I watched Peter sit next to her. They don't exactly have car seats on those things. And then she skiied down the beginner slope 3 times! It is a big run for such a little kid. She looks so cute with her hands on her knees as she comes down the hill. Peter has her on what I call long reins, which will slow her down, but will not keep her upright, so she is learning how to balance. When things get a little hairy, he comes closer and holds the little handle on her harness, and occaisionally picks her up with it. When he does that, she goes limp and her little head hangs down and her arms dangle, and she looks just like a littly puppy or kitten being picked up and moved by its mamma. She came in the lodge about as proud of herself as she could possibly have been, and then ate a HUGE piece of cornbread. Both kids are actually getting appetites.

It seems that Carter is just constantly hungry--we have started breakfast, lunch and dinner! I think ( the lactivists would be very upset with this) that the breastmilk is just not enough--or rather, it is enough if he ate every 1/2 hour. But he does not want to, nor do I want him to! He totally sucked down a bottle of -egads!- formula yesterday, plus 3 servings of applesauce and yogurt. Plus all of the nursing. Every food item I take out of the fridge is grabbed at, and he will stare you down when you are eating. All that said, when he is tired, all he wants is good ol' mommy. He is currently curled up in the crib with Big Bird-- a very generous donation on Ava's part.