Last Saturday, when it was finally sunny and a balmy 40 degrees, we went sledding! I convinced Taylor that we needed to find a little baby sledding hill, so we drove about seven houses down and across the street to the elementary school. Max came along in his car seat with two blankets around him and his car seat cover on top. He slept the whole time and was a very warm, sweaty boy when we got home. Sorry, Max--too many blankets again. Anna wasn't sure about the sled at first, but decided it was actually really hilarious when dad went down head first. He's so fUnny! She was game for whatever after that (for at least twenty minutes, which is quadruple her usual attention span) Half an hour after we left we were back home and warm and dry, and ready for a nap--my kind of sledding.
The little baby hill was, after all, plenty of excitement!
She really did write this.
