We hit the slopes this morning (or as Jacob calls them: Steep Hills). And we had a great time even though we were slapped in the face with wind and cold snow. Jacob took right to sledding and was halfway down the hill before we had a chance to ask him if he wanted to ride solo or with a parent the first time. One of these days, that kid will understand the concept of caution…

[It’s just so hard to sit up in a sled when you are little and bundled up and are being dragged down by your big brother. Does this picture bring back memories, Mom?]
[Mason tested the slopes a few times. Laughed the whole ride down. Cried the whole way up. Like his momma, this kid prefers warm windless environments. We are a perfect match and were able to head back to the car after a few runs!]
[Jacob was a maniac on the hill. A flash of color zipping down to the bottom (much like Griswold in Christmas Vacation). We will be going back again soon!]