Last week, my seven-year-old daughter was off from school, so my wife and I decided to take her skiing one day. She had never been skiing before, and I was interested to see how she would react to it. Just thinking about it, if you took me somewhere that I had never been before, put me in awkward boots with five-foot-long pieces of thin wood underneath them, and told me to ski down a mountain at high speeds, I would be terrified.
Then I realized I am 35 years old, she is seven, and kids are fearless. That’s right—fearless. She was excited from the time we left our house—no questions asked. She skied the bunny hill for most of the morning with relative ease and then graduated to the “real” ski lift in the afternoon. [Read more...]