“Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse, open sleigh, Hey!”
Today after school, we found our snow clothes and headed outdoors for some sleigh riding fun. Also, for the record, growing up in West Michigan, we always called it sledding. But upon moving out to the East Coast, it was often referred to as sleigh riding and because I thought it sounded more fun, I decided to go with it for this post.
Our sweet friend Kate joined us for our cold weather festivities.
Our final destination was only as fas as our church’s parking lot. Apparently, if you get a good foot and a half of snow, when it’s all piled up, it makes for a nice little sledding hill.
Extra credit goes to this awesome Dad who made the hill a bit more safe and a lot more sound for the riders.
Though he about gave me a heart attack trying to slide off the very top of the hill. He was fine.
This then prompted his son to want to try the same thing. Despite said son’s mom standing at the bottom calling out all of the threats of possible injury.
It must have worked, because in the end, the sled came down without our son who rolled safely to the other side of the hill.
Quick shout out to our friend Mr. Ellis for including some water and snow proof boots in the bag he gave Christian last fall, that fit nicely over Christian’s shoes keeping them nice and dry for the entire time he was playing in the snow.
All in all, it was a great afternoon.
It only got better when Pastor Jerry walked around the corner wielding a few snowballs of his own. It was a nice way to end our time outdoors.
Today, I’m thankful for a fun afternoon in the snow. And I’m even more thankful that everyone came out of it mostly okay. Christian has a few snowball induced face scrapes but told me he didn’t even care because he had had so much fun. All in all, it was a great afternoon of snowball and sleigh riding fun.