Sledding Is Not a Sport For the Weak!

I just got done sledding at Peteetneet Hill with the kids. They went down the hill forwards, backwards and sideways. I stood at the top and prayed for no broken bones.



I also had the brilliant idea to make "ice cream" cones for the kids. The cherry juice made it look like there'd been a murder in the snow. It made some cute pictures though!









Ian convinced me to go down the hill on the sled behind him. I screamed the whole way down. "That was scary!" I yelled after we reached the bottom.

"No, it's not. You are just getting old!" He is truthful, but not tactful! That's my boy!



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