Sledding
Timothy was born in December. We moved in June, when he was 5 months old. Tim never went sledding in NY. I think he went to a hill in the Baby Bjorn with Cub Scouts that first winter. But he never went down the hill. I think he was less than 6 weeks old.
Last year it didn't really snow. We had mostly mud. And anyone who has ever been to central Illinois knows that a pancake has more slope that our terrain. So even if there had been snow, what was the point?
Well, I've ventured a bit more around town now and I once saw people sledding on a decent sized hill on a golf course. Now I know where to sled in the event that we have snow.
It finally snowed last night. And, guess what? It's possible to sweat when you go sledding. No cold toes or fingers. Just wet soggy outerwear. Tim loved it!
Ready to sled.
Thoughts on finger dexterity and mittens.
Ready for action with dad.
Enjoying the ride.
Hiking up the hill.
Communicating that he's had enough.
Last year it didn't really snow. We had mostly mud. And anyone who has ever been to central Illinois knows that a pancake has more slope that our terrain. So even if there had been snow, what was the point?
Well, I've ventured a bit more around town now and I once saw people sledding on a decent sized hill on a golf course. Now I know where to sled in the event that we have snow.
It finally snowed last night. And, guess what? It's possible to sweat when you go sledding. No cold toes or fingers. Just wet soggy outerwear. Tim loved it!
Ready to sled.
Thoughts on finger dexterity and mittens.
Ready for action with dad.
Enjoying the ride.
Hiking up the hill.
Communicating that he's had enough.
posted by metamom at Sunday, January 21, 2007
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