So we finally had a winter day that was decent enough to go out and actually ENJOY the snow. When we got home from church, we put the boys down for quiet time. Noah pitched probably the biggest temper tantrum in his life and then fell asleep (which he has done only a handful of times in the last three years) for two hours. Aaron never fell asleep, which is unusual. Sort of a role reversal day, I guess.
At about 3:30, we decided it was probably time to wake Noah up so he would sleep at night. After much cajoling, he finally came around and we decided we had to get out of the house.
After more 5 year old whining about finding his saucer sled (which I think is buried under two feet of snow in the backyard) and 3 year old whining about going on a sled by himself, we made it into the car and about three minutes away to a local sledding hill.
Here's what I learned at the the sledding hill...
Noah is a daredevil. Mind you he still has a bit of a broken hand. But that didn't stop him from trying to ride the sled down the hill like a snowboard (He saw other kids doing it). He made it half way down before wiping out. I didn't get a picture because I was too freaked out about him injuring his hand again. It was also important to him try head first, backwards, and lying down completely so he couldn't see a thing.
I learned that 3 year olds really can slide down a huge hill by themselves without wiping out and love every minute of it.
I learned that it is really hard to take good pictures as people are sledding down a hill very fast.
I learned that my baby is growing up and likes to be more independent than I am comfortable with. He would rather do it by himself than wait for the family.
However, I did get a couple of shots of my happy boy between runs.
I learned that sledding is as much fun for the Daddy as it is for the kids.
I learned that when you're tired of climbing the hill OVER AND OVER again, it is just as much fun to throw snowballs at the ones you love.
I learned that if you're the family photographer, there will be no pictures to prove that you DID indeed go down the hill quite a few times..
And best of all, I learned that any day spent playing with my three boys is a good day.
Have a great week.