Where I Discover I'm a Big Snow & Cold Weenie....
Sledding with the Big Guy....
Can....
Be....
a...
Lot....
of....
Fun....
However, I prefer to view it from indoors. My thumbs were frozen (even in my mittens), my ears were burning (even when wearing a hood) and my toes were cold (even in boots).
Guess my days of being outside for hours on end ended at the age of 12.
4 comments:
I'm confused... how did that snow get piled up against that house?
I will have to send you the one where a certain brother has his foot up in the air right after pushing (it looks like he booted them off the hill!). It's quite amusing!
Rebecca Jo: It's actually the old corn crib out on the farm! When my father-in-law snow blows the driveway he moves it up against the corn crib for the boys to go sledding. : )
Before I reached middle age I would have thought that looked like fun. Now, it looks like a trip to the ER or the chiropractor.
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