the big hill

The day after it snowed we had beautiful weather -- I mean sun shining, no jacket needed type of weather.  So we took advantage and while Mike as at work, my Dad and I took Declyn and James to The Big Hill.  The Big Hill is a hill by my parents house that all the neighborhood kids would go sledding on.  It was full circle taking my son there, and I'm sure surreal for my dad to be taking his grandchildren.

Bracing himself for some sledding.

Getting pulled through the snow--  partly because James would fall every two feet so it was taking forever to get to the top.

After a few runs with me, James just wanted to crawl around with Declyn and copy everything he did, including eating snow.  I tried to explain to him that the dogs go potty in the snow, but he didn't care.  Neither did Declyn.

Watching all of the 'big' kids sled.

Snowball fight!!  Declyn was in the heat of it all and had no clue, although James was kind enough to throw a few balls his way.  My dad got James good -- square in the forehead, followed by broken snowball melting all over his face.  It was priceless.

Just hanging out with my tiny guy.  A pair of sunglasses would had come in handy here.

What do you do after spending hours sledding?  Play cars, of course.

Smiling at Pops.