The once-a-year snowstorm descended upon us this weekend….much to my excitement and Todd’s dismay.
I say, “Yaay! Look at the wintery wonderland! I loooooove snow!”
He says, “Grumble grumble. I’m moving somewhere warm.”
I was pretty intent on getting Elise out to enjoy her first snowfall, so I called up Ryan & Aubrey—who are always up for snow fun—and they walked up to our neighborhood for some sledding.
We went to the same hill/street we conquered last year, only this time we had real sleds! Gone are the days of riding on cookie sheets and in Rubbermaid tote boxes. Sadly, other kids were onto our secret and the two neighborhood hills were busy. Anybody else absolutely hate waiting their turn on the sledding hill? “C’mon kids, move it along! Need a push?” No? Just me?
Naturally, I had to take Elise on her first sled ride. Safety first, I wrapped my arms tightly around her and we did a shortened version of the hill (like maybe 15 feet worth). Wheeee!
I remember my sled rides as a youngster…..sitting on a rusty old car hood with my brother and cousin Ryan, being pulled behind our dads’ motorcycles over the snow covered soybean field.
It really amazes me sometimes how we survived childhood. 
I think she liked loved it. Next year we’ll go further up the hill!
We’re supposed to get even more snow the next couple of days, which is great except that it melts during the day and freezes at night, making the hilly roads better for ice skating than driving.
Oh well.
Thankfully, my boss lets me work from home.
{Seriously monster cheeks. What’s she storing in there?}