On Christmas day we decided to take the kids sledding. I LOVED seeing Noah sled...but mostly because I wasn't doing any of the work. Sledding is fun, but when you have to haul a child, a sled and yourself up a hill just for a 5 second ride down, I can see how it loses its appeal. My kind of sledding would be hitching a rope to the back of a 4 wheeler and pulling the kids around in the snow (on a sled of course). All I have to do is steer. Is that illegal? ha. Anyway, because of my current condition (you know, being pregnant and all) I didn't sled myself. Instead I took some pictures and enjoyed seeing Noah's face as he raced down the hill with Andy. He LOVED it, and of course screamed when we had to leave.
I sure love this little boy.
(Yes, that is my Mother sledding) ha.
We had a great time!! But after 30 minutes the adults decided the fun was over. haha. Or maybe it was just me that decided (my toes were freezing!). Lame excuse, I know. Maybe we can get another sledding tip in if it ever snows (and sticks) here in Missouri. Until then, we have these wonderful memories.
