|Benjamin checking out the fresh snow|
We woke up on Saturday to some surprise snow. I have been dying to go sledding ever since the big storm that we got in December of 2009 when I had just been placed on bed rest. I love sledding, and when I think about it, I am not sure the last time I went... maybe college?
We don't have a sled (hint to grandparents for Hanukkah or Christmas of 2011-- sleds!), so we called our neighbors, who are actually the people from whom we bought our house, and asked to borrow one of theirs. They have 4 children, so I figured odds were in our favor that they had one. Not only did they have a nice orange saucer we could borrow, their oldest son gave me a tip that all the little kids go sledding at a park a little farther away than the big kid hill.
Meema Alison and I put the baby in their giant snowsuits and walked to the park. It was a pretty shallow hill, that ends in a big playing field. There were no trees or creeks or anything dangerous to run into, so that made me feel good. The only other people sledding there were little girls, about 3 or 4 years old. Here are some pictures from our adventure:
|Meema Alison with a happy Benjamin|