To be honest, things started out better than I could have hoped. But eventually we reached that special parenting moment when one must carry two sets of skis, two pairs of ski boots, backpacks, helmets, water bottles, and 30-plus pounds of flailing child across a parking lot the length of three football fields, while said child leaves a trail of flung winter apparel in one’s wake.
Expect this moment. Embrace the trial. Absorb what it teaches you. Remember it when you want to teach your child to swim, to play a musical instrument or to drive a stick shift.