We had to take a rest on a bench after about 500 hikes up the stairs, but we were still enjoying ourselves.
It's funny. We have had all this snow all winter long and this was our first time out doing some real sledding. How could we have been letting all this fun slip right through our fingers? We will probably have to hit that hill every day from now until spring just to make up for time lost. Savannah's ready to give skiing a try.
This was Savannah's first trip down the hill by herself. There was a huge, hard snowball at the bottom of the hill that had some sort of magnetic pull because every time we went down the hill we would end up flying perilously toward that giant snowball of death.
Savannah was on the super slippery sled here. It wanted to start down the hill without her. And bucked her off part way down.