We went up to Hood River and took the kids sledding for the first time. The first run down started great...and then Henry went over a small cliff of boulders. Upon seeing his approach with the rocks, I put Francie down and raced to Henry saying "oh no". Henry fell over, landed in the snow, and stood up............with a HUGE smile on his face. His love affair with sledding begun. Francie on the other hand thought the whole thing was PETRIFYING and boycotted it from the moment I left her side to run to Henry. Oddly enough, it was slightly comforting to see her be afraid of something and have some sense of danger since that is a rare thing with her. It was one of those magical times of parenting watching Henry filled with glee, zooming down the mountain. It was also HYSTERICAL to see my dad and Kris go down the hill -- who says you can't sled in your 60s!
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