Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Big Boobs On Skinny Women

Chamonix vacation or a small family

It's already over ... I want to say .... BOUHHHHHHHHH!
We had a nice apartment, nothing to do with the traditional rabbit cages where they sleep on each other, and where after two days you can find more pairs of socks because of Hurricane wild child.
Nan, nan, a beautiful apartment decorated in English (we can not have it either), where the three wags were sleeping together, Mamido had its sequel, and we parents also had our personal space with views of Mont Blanc SVP (ok, hard to miss whatever happens) and
Fripouille Canaille passed handily their third star, and we have time, sometimes despite fleece too, enjoy the tracks and our brand new ski equipment.
But the real question everyone asks ... skiing and Crapule?
Ben ...

A fiasco.

First, once and for all, I think for the next vacation BOOK SFS Because Of ... large could not have classes between 12 and 14h, which limited deployments still on all sites in Chamonix, and the scum that is still napping could not endure a week of course these times.
result, we did a test tutoring ... the little dictator would never skis!
Basically he loved the snow, slip and sledding, throwing snowballs, walk in the forest, but skiing? NO, NO and NO again!

Except Friday, the eve of departure ...

Monchéri We managed to convince him that get on the sofa Flying was fun, especially Canaille whose patience is more a big brother to show, had promised his brother that little rascal of each descent it would be a dinosaur (always in fashion at home)
And it worked! The
Crapule kindly skis, as he clung to Mum has to get on the sofa and makes steering .... 30 meters between my legs.
After that (in the middle of the track): "I can not anymore, ze do want to ski" ... How
tell you little love of my life, tender offspring of my heart ... YOU ARE GOING DOWN AND SIP IT ALL!
was not counting on your stubborn nature, and his cries ...
result of the operation, he literally LOVED down the rest in the arms of Papa ... (To the chagrin of my creepy little person who seriously race a skier comes the crazy hit)
So he was kind enough to go back one last time on tele-down seat but this time the entire track in the arm his father ...

Well, we need only hope that in the next skiing holiday, it will make less stories ...

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