Two days ago it was 60 degrees, and we enjoyed a family bike ride soaking up the warm sun. A cold front rolled in yesterday and brought several inches of fresh glorious powder. We awoke this morning to bright skies and glistening white snow ... time for sledding! After what seemed like an eternity of shuffling snowpants, mittens, snowboots, hats, coats, more mittens, lost mittens, etc., we finally loaded up the crew and three sleds and headed for the hill. Toboggan Hill, that is. Hitting the sledding hill in the morning has its advantages (fresh powder for snow angels and no crowd) and disadvantages (the snow on the sledding hill wasn't packed down yet so the sleds were getting bogged down in the powder). Papa joined us, too, and we can always count on him to bring refreshments of hot cocoa and chocolate chip cookies to sledding excursions.
Oh, what fun it is to go on a
Papa-pulled sleigh ride!
Sometimes emotions just get the best of us,
especially at the end of a sledding trip.
Well, 2 out of 3 Leahy boys were happy
on the hill at this point. Time to wrap it up!
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