It was a beautiful, sunshiny day and Lo! we received some real actual snow! Not a lot, but just enough to make the annual trip out to the wee little hill for some sledding. And I stayed the whole time this year. Yippee :)
The hills were swarming with kids, mostly ours, but a few neighbourhood kids sprinkled in. Enough to get run over several times by students who hurtled down the hill fearlessly and with total reckless abandon.
Ok, not just the kids were fearless :)
And yes, even though we had just a wee bit of snow, we did have enough for a few jumps. Jumps that the kids were lined up for.
Jumps that I somehow avoided this time...
But after some fear and trembling and more horror at the kid bowling at the bottom of the hills (wow can they go flying!) eventually I felt comfortable sledding again. In fact, I was ready to toboggan some more when the time came for us to head back to school.
Racing Daniel down the hill. He went over the jump. His chicken teacher did not.















