Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Not too far from our home lies a hay field with rolling hills perfect for sledding. Several times a day, Abigail and Collin dress warmly, don their boots, grab their sleds, and walk down the road seeking a winter thrill.
At first, it's rough going. The snow needs to be packed just right, and tall blades of grass get in the way.
And then, before too long, they've got themselves a few packed trails and can move along at a good little clip.
As the day goes on, I'm pretty sure it becomes a competition of who has the best crash. Abigail can make them look pretty dramatic. When she finally comes to a rest, she lays there for a long time in true Olympic fashion. If we yell to her, "Are you okay?" she continues to lay on her back, but waves her arms above her head for just a second. She lays there a few minutes more and then gets back up to make the long trek back up the hill.
Yesterday she got her leg stuck in a deep hole the entire way up to her thigh. I think that one really did hurt.
Sometimes they warm themselves with hot chocolate. Other times it's tea or coffee. A warm supper always tastes good after such an exhausting day. On tonight's menu? Homemade chicken noodle soup, warm bread, and rice pudding for dessert.