Winter's Not All Bad
The perfect sledding hill lies just beyond our backyard, overlooking the old farm. (We miss you, Johnny and Noah!)
The best part of the day occurred when Millie stripped off her snow gear only to remember the EGG SHE HAD IN HER POCKET THE ENTIRE TIME. She'd checked on the chickens before sledding, and through all the bumps, bruises, and spills, the egg stayed firm. That's some egg!
2 comments :
Wow, those pictures capture it all really well . . . winter-time sledding fun. I really like the first one. Too bad I didn't get any pictures of it when we went sledding with them.
My boys miss your girls, too. They would've had such a great time sledding together!
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