We had GORGEOUS weather on Saturday! After we did the chores, checked cows, and filled water tanks, we had the entire afternoon to play in the snow.
The sled hill had some serious ramps that propelled the kids high in the air. Big air also brings big wipe-outs.
The sled with the steering wheel used to be my husband's when he was a boy. They just don't make them like that anymore. It's as fast as greased lightning.
Our baby is a total dare-devil.
Our son is a serious sledder. "No guts, no glory" is his motto. As soon as his sled came to a stop, he was right back up the hill to make another run. He took a few spills, but other than a few bruises, he walked away unscathed.
Even the grandparents got in on the sledding action!! Below, Pop Pop is taking a ride down the hill. The sleds go faster with the grown-ups aboard.
Even I had a few runs... screaming all the way down the mountain. Ha Ha!
Judging by the smiling faces, I'd say it was a successful day on the sled hill.
A day of fun and silliness was exactly what this family needed!