My family
Christian kept throwing snowballs
Meliah on one of her backwards runs
Making a snow angel
Aaron carried this around with him as his shield. He was the only one that would allow Christian to throw snowballs at him.
Lizzy and I getting ready to hit the slope
Christian and Aaron
We had such a wonderful time in the snow today! I will always have sweet and bitter memories of my childhood snow days. Being one of 8 kids it was always a fight for the best snow gear. We never had enough! I usually ended up extremely cold within the first 1/2 hour rigged up with bread bags on my tennis shoes and socks for mittens. I do remember crawling through the coolest tunnels ever that my brother, Martin, would dig through the bushes to the side of our house. It was a special priviledge to be able to enter one of his snow caves. I seemed to always be the target of a snowball thrown by one of my brothers. Martin was the best snowball maker and thrower ever, so I would try to be on his team every time. When I got a little older my parents purchased some property up on a hill that was nicknamed sled hill. Every kid in town would go sledding up there. They were some of the steepest scariest rides you'd ever take. I was never a dare-devil and was so afraid of sledding. Those hills terrified me! Today, I realized it really isn't so bad. It was really warm out. Things still haven't changed for me! I didn't have snow boots or snow gloves, but that didn't stop me and luckily it wasn't so cold that I wanted to stop after a few minutes.

1 comment:
so fun!! can't wait til lexie is old enough to enjoy snowtrips!
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