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Much of my week happened here:

Mostly I have been reading and reading and reading, but I have also found time to crush The Mother at Monopoly (and chess),

and to tally the grades on her final exams:

I also check my email every morning if you want to send me one:

I have been getting out of the house more and more now. I enjoyed driving my RC truck and car in the sunshine:

It was nice and warm because spring has sprung:

I joined The Bigs for a work lunch with their colleague, Christophe, at the Victorian Cafe. I had the Victorian Breakfast (Dad’s eggs are better):

I visited the Humm Kombucha tasting room:

And, I was visited by Poppy (a 70 lb Old English Sheepdog). She’s awesome!

I’ve been burning through books at an alarming rate, so I made a trip to the bookstore to restock:

I’ve been developing a bit of a funky aroma, so I removed my bandages for a sponge bath. My incisions:

Our St. Patrick’s Day got a bit screwed up, but The Mother made a belated soda bread later in the week:

Here’s a breakfast for you. Soda bread avocado toast with ground lamb, over-easy eggs, berries, and cottage cheese.

Well, it started out like any other week. We had a beautiful bluebird day and my last race. I skied very well and placed 4th overall and then took some runs with Riley.

But, on our last run, I crashed. After a very long time, Ski Patrol came and took me in the sled to Urgent Care. Nobody thought my leg was broken, because I wasn’t crying and carrying on. They did not know I am THE EMMETT and I am that tough. I was more concerned about how Riley was going to get home than I was with my pain.

The folks at Urgent Care determined I needed to go to the ER and I needed to go by ambulance.

When I got to the hospital, the CUT OFF my clothes. At this point, I started to worry about how much this was all going to cost. An ambulance ride, new ski pants, long johns, oh my goodness. The Bigs assured me that is why they go to work, but I was not easily convinced.

I am pretty sure every doctor and nurse in the ER came by to tell me I got 4th place in my race and 5th overall for the season (they did not tell me I had been named the Mayor of Arc City as well, but the MBSEF head coach made sure I knew)! My good buddy Jameson’s dad is an ER doctor and his mom is an anesthesiologist and they made sure everyone knew I was there and to take very good care of me.

I soon had something else to worry about. Surgery.

Here is a before picture of my femur. YIKES.

Here are some after shots. I wanted to pick up some hardware from my last race of the season, though this is not exactly what I had in mind.

I was feeling pretty good after the surgery, but the night was rough.

In the morning, I felt better, but was ravenous.

I quickly mastered moving around on crutches and was able to go home by noon.

Now I’m getting used to my new, temporary reality. The Bigs made me a new dinner table. It’s not great, but it works.

I had a busy week.

On Tuesday it was paintball biathlon. We, luckily, given our winter (another 27 inches of snow this week), had a beautiful day.

While I was shooting targets, The Mother was ‘jogging’ home to make dinner. She seems to stop and take a lot of pictures when she is supposed to be exercising.

On Saturday, Jameson needed a ride to the mountain. It was pretty awesome to have a bud to ride to and from practice with.

I got my award for last week’s race before the start of training. Disappointingly, there were no gift certificates to Mountain Burger handed out with the medals like there were other times. I love Mountain Burger.

I did get a cool pin, though.

Jameson and I are like two peas in a pod. Here we are with our noses buried in books on the ride home.

On Sunday, it was snowing again. We went cross country skiing at Meissner and went to check out the snow dragon.

Here I am enjoying the Meissner dragon 7 years ago.

This week we had Korean Tofu Rice Bowls, made with crispy gochujang tofu, steamed rice, spicy cucumber salad, and kimchi. Topped, of course, with a fried egg.

While I had a sad lunch of ramen noodles at the mountain on Saturday, The Bigs had wraps with brie, spinach, apples, and skirt steak.

This week I had pickled onions The Mother bought at the store. They were OK, definitely not as good as The Nan’s, so I decided to make my own – using my Complete Cookbook for Young Scientists. Red onions go from being deep purple before pickling to bright pink after pickling due to an interaction between a molecule in the onion and the vinegar.

Bachelor got 38 inches of snow in the past 7 days. This is me on Saturday. It was deep.

Here I am with Jameson looking for our line.

We enjoyed the powder in the morning and raced slalom in the afternoon. The Mother was unable to get any good pictures. (Though she did better than the Other Big, who only managed to get a 23-minute video of the inside of his jacket pocket.)

But that doesn’t matter. The only picture that matters is the one of this scoreboard that shows me coming in 6th overall and 4th out of all the boys. Top 5 men get on the ‘podium’, so another goal met.

Because skiing in deep powder from 9 am until 3:30 pm on Saturday didn’t seem like an exhausting enough day for The Mother, I decided on Sunday we would backcountry ski.

It was a gorgeous, cold day.

We did four runs in amazing, deep powder. Everyone, even the much maligned Mother, was all smiles.

I’m now starting to understand why The Bigs love powder days so much.

Nothing special about this dinner…except my amazing sweet-potato-fry log cabin…

It snowed, so I was able to try out my snow plow. It didn’t work great. I’ve made some improvements and there is snow in the forecast for tomorrow morning, so I am anticipating speedy snow removal in the AM.

Monday was President’s Day. There was no school for me, but there was school for The Bigs. So, I went to college and I did The Mother’s work for her – again. I built a photogate for her lab class. It kind of acts like an electronic eye.

We had a bluebird, warm day on Saturday.

While I was training slalom, Mom and Dad met up with some former students and did some laps. I guess not all their students hate them.

On Sunday, my goal was to ski to the summit of Bachelor.

When we got to the Pine Marten Lodge, we saw that the summit route was closed due to an impending storm. So, we skied down and climbed back up to the lodge a second time, for a total of 2,766 vertical feet. We ran into my pediatrician skinning to the lodge at the same time we were. She was more than a little impressed!

Things we ate this week:

Peanut butter ramen, absolutely delicious but a little orange. We put orange bell peppers, carrots, and sweet potatoes. Next time we will use red peppers and maybe add something green!

Sauteed mushrooms, spinach, and walnuts with avocado and soft-boiled eggs on a bed of COTTAGE CHEESE. Weird? Yes. Yummy? YES.

Valentine’s Day is my 1/2 birthday, so we decided to go out and celebrate. We went to Mountain Burger. I definitely ate more than The Mother and I may have eaten more than The Father too. I had a strawberry shake to start.

I ‘built’ my own burger: lamb patty, jack cheese, smoked bacon, pickles, and ketchup. YUM!

The waitress also brought us some chocolate covered strawberries – on the house – probably because I’m so cute. I ate most of them.

Saturday was stormy. There was a lot of skiing without really being able to see.

There was also a lot of powder. I don’t get done with MBSEF until 2:30 and then I always want to do a run with The Bigs, so we all skied from 9 am – 3:00 pm. I went to bed at 8:30 pm. The Mother went at 8:31 pm.

I am skiing great and getting confident. Watch me launch off this jump.

Nailed it.

On Sunday we went backcountry skiing. Due to an amazing traffic jam, we left from the Swampy Sno-Park and headed to Vista Butte (we had planned to park at the Vista Butte Sno-Park, so this change probably added 4 miles to our trip).

I am the Manimal, so this did not bother me at all and I was all smiles and positivity the whole way.

If you look carefully, you can see The Mother trailing behind me in the distance, bet it will be another 8:30 bedtime for her again tonight.

She may be behind, but at her pace, she sees things we miss. Like this poor guy.

We finally all made it to the top of Vista Butte and when the clouds clear there was a Vista!

Ready to attack the hill.

There was about a foot of mash potato like powder. I handled it no problem.

After our ski, we had a picnic in the parking lot. Some of you may remember this picture from a January picnic. The Bigs have fancy Cliq chairs and I am sitting on the ground. Well…

Nan and Pop thought this was not OK. So now I have my own Cliq chair. Much better.

It’s not all skiing all the time…I’ve been doing a lot of shoveling lately – inspiring my latest invention – the scooter snow plow.

It was a big race weekend with a slalom on Saturday and GS on Sunday. I have made it a goal to get on the podium (top 5 men). Here I am on the slalom course.

I had to go second to last, so a LOT of kids went before me. There were some big ruts when it was my turn.

I handled it, no problem, and came in 9th overall out of 65 (7th out of the men – 2 away from the podium). It was a gorgeous day.

I blew off The Bigs and went to hang out with my friends in the afternoon. They were ecstatic I preferred to eat lunch with my friends and had themselves a nice little Cliq chair picnic in the sun.

We finished my Valentine’s Day cards – I was able to write my signature on The Mother’s computer and she inserted it into the cards – so I didn’t have to sign 28!

We put all the kids names around the Antelope.

Here I am at the start of the our GS race on Sunday.

The weather was quite a bit different than Saturday.

I skied well, finishing 10th out of 58 overall ( 6th out of all the men, ONE away from the podium), despite a rowdy fan that sounded a lot like The Mother.

We had two days off from school this week. Why? Good question. If you find out, The Bigs would like to know. They had to work both days, so I helped them out. Here I am fixing one of Mom’s circuits. When I wasn’t helping, I was watching movies or going to the coffee shop to pick them up coffees.

We took a break on Friday and went out for lunch. We went to Parrilla. I haven’t been since Pop took us when I was 4 months old! I had a Nashville Wrap: spicy fried chicken, tots, pickles, vinegar slaw, comeback sauce. YUMMY.

We also stopped by the library for some books. As this blog is being typed, I have already finished three of the books that are in that pile.

And, we went for a much needed haircut. Before.

After.

On Sunday I decided it was time to try and make my goal of skiing to the Cinder Pit at Meissner. Here I am ready to go.

Attacking the hills.

I left the snow park and I’m going to the Cinder Pit, so it should take 4.5 miles, right?

Or is it 5?

It ended up being 4.88 miles to the Cinder Pit and no problem for me. Here I am ringing bell (A must do for everyone who reaches the pit).

Ah, everyone looks so happy, but there are 4.88 miles until we get back. Will we make it?

Of course…because I am a manimal.

After many days of snow and ice. We finally had a sunny day on Monday.

It was so nice we had a Cliq chair lunch in the parking lot.

The weather returned to The Mountain and Bend shortly after our lunch. I had the day off from school on Monday for Martin Luther King Day, had a snow day Wednesday, had the day cut short on Thursday, and another snow day on Friday. I kept busy – including making baguettes.

And watching movies. Lots of movies. Happy Feet, March of the Penguins, Benji. and Spy Kids.

The snow was so serious they had to break out two ‘truck snowblowers’ to clear the parking lot.

On Sunday we had our first race. At the start of the day, it did not look like a good day for a race.

I’m on Team France this year.

The weather ended up being OK and I did great. Final results show me in 10th place of the 54 nine, eight, and seven year olds who raced.

Wednesday was a snow day.

There was snow in the forecast all week at the mountain (they received 70 inches in 7 days) so we were pretty excited to hit the slopes on Saturday…but all the lifts were closed and it was snowing hard. We went cross country skiing instead. It was 1 deg F outside. Brrrr…

So cold, that if you look closely at The Mother, you will see a snotcicle hanging from her nose. Ick.

The way to stay warm when it is cold – go fast.

After skiing, we had to shovel and then go grocery shopping. It was 0 deg F and there was about 8 inches of snow on the ground. No one was excited. The Bigs demonstrated their blossoming laziness by declaring they were not cooking dinner and we were having tapas instead…smoked salmon, three different types of cheeses, air fried nuts, pickles, and store bought (GASP) bread.

We woke up on Sunday sure it was going to be the greatest powder day ever. We packed up our breakfasts and planned a 6:45 am departure (to beat the long-weekend-holiday-maker traffic). In the morning we saw that the mountain received 7 inches the day before and 7 inches overnight. We were ready! And then we got there. No lifts were running and there was a thick ice layer over all the powder. Eventually a few lifts started up. We had to hike to them.

While the conditions were not super, it sure was a pretty day.

In the afternoon, my coaches decided they had had enough dealing with the lifts. They set a small race course and we hiked to the top of it, took a run, and repeated. I did that a lot.

Then I came home and shoveled, sledded, and stayed outside in the snow until The Bigs made me come in.