We inherited some sleds this winter, and it didn't take long to have the opportunity to use them. There is a nice park really close to us with a big, not-to-steep hill, so that's where our sledding adventures happen. One time when we went, someone had built up a snow ramp that we couldn't see because everything is just white and it blended in. Mason flew into the air the first run down, but didn't seem to mind. He didn't fall off or anything and kept a smile on his face. He didn't aim for the ramp after that, either, so I don't know if it freaked him out or not. We didn't make a big deal out of it.
Donovan was nervous at first and wanted to ride with Justin, but it only took about two runs for him to want to go by himself. He screams with delight the whole way down. I LOVE watching our kids sled! Of course, there is little Weston who is of course not fond of the snow, as it is cold and eventually wet, so many of my sledding adventures are spent in the car, watching the kids from a distance.
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