Life is different here. After running various errands yesterday (some trial runs to make sure we could get were we were going today, because dang it, those buildings they move I’m sure of it.) We arrived home with some freshly done errands, and extra energy. So at the suggestion of the neighbors we headed to the sledding hill. I have to admit I’m partially drawn to this sledding hill because last week I lost my keys there. I know. My secret if revealed, it’s not that I enjoy my children’s joy. It’s that I lost my keys, and am in vain searching through new snow for them. (I am unrealistic at times)
But the boys had a great time. And sledding is such an excellent energy expenditure. I mean WHAT A GREAT IDEA! Someone how you get your kids to run up a hill multiple time?! It’s amazing. The world works in mysterious ways. I’m all for mysterious ways myself. Of course I’d be more prone to do some running up and down the hills if I had proper attire, but I’m only good for few rounds up Snow down my pants before I want to head in. It’s true. I’m a wimp, and I don’t have the appropriate snow gear yet, which may potentially have led to the loss of my keys. I did put them in my zippered pocket which was full of snow when I got home. Possibly due to the adventure sledding. I’m almost over it.
I’m not over the snow yet, and neither are the boys, I know some people find it old hat, but the fact that our sleds still have snow frozen to them from the day before when we go to use them is just cool.
*Walking in Winter Wonderland.