Sledding Fun!?!

What could possibly be more fun than sledding on the day after Christmas? Nothing, you say. That's what we thought too. So we headed out to the world famous sand dunes in St. Anthony about 20 minutes away (yes, they are covered in snow, but the sand is mixed in a little in some places prompting Owen to proclaim that it looked like cinnamon mixed with sugar). We proceeded to unload and trudge up a hill and sled down. But this hill was too tame for this self-proclaimed dare devil. You may recall I have a need for speed. So we found a bigger, steeper hill to try. Some members in our party (who shall remain nameless) were too chicken to try this new hill. The feeling was a bit like the one you get when you're about to go over the edge of a cliff while repelling, you just have to make it over the edge. And so Dad, Rex and I took the first plunge, and oh what fun it was. This convinced a few others to try but we made the mistake of putting Rex in front. On the way down my foot slipped off the sled and caused a bunch of snow to fly up and spray us all in the face. Oh, did I mention that it was 14 degrees? That, combined with snow mixed with sand on the face is not pleasant. Needless to say Rex was not happy, neither was Owen so they went to the car and drank some hot chocolate. There were a few more runs made down the hill until a bad spill was taken by Dad and Matthew and then our short-lived fun came to an end. We all piled in the car and tried to thaw our faces by downing many cups of hot cocoa. We will definitely have to try another day.

The Brave Ones

Go Gracie!

He's too cute

frozen eyelashes

mmm, hot cocoa

cold, wind-burned cheeks

cute little snow bunny

Frozen Mountain Man