Breaking News

Breaking News

My lovely sister found a sale on saucer sleds at Target and kindly picked one up for us after finding that her three were fanatically devoted to theirs. Then the sledding commenced. We have a sloped driveway onto a small dirt road and the new saucer sleds are light enough that even sweet boy #3 (age 2) can carry one to the top. But soon the sledding morphed into the creation of chains of sledding cousins that rushed down the hill in twisting screaming glory to crash like bowling pins at the bottom in a chorus of incessant giggling and minor squabbles over whose sled was whose and who should carry it and who would ride along and whose glove was that lying mangled in the snowbank anyway? This is the first winter that all six of them have been able to run and romp without constant physical contact from a parent. Last year I had to tote sweet boy #3 around and position him in a likely looking snowdrift for winter fun. This year they just play! Did you hear that? They just play, and fight, but that is besides the point. My sister and I stand there and watch and they go up and down and up and down our small hill laughing and screaming and we stare at each other in wonder. They are playing, pseudo independently, amazing!


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3 thoughts on “Breaking News

  • Oh, that is the most beautiful thing! What glorious fun- for both the kids AND their mothers! 🙂

  • Grandma Judy

    Yes, I agree with Heather. How absolutely marvelous!!! I tried to meet the cousins at the zoo but it was closed. As I was chatting with their Dad on the cell phone, at the intersection we were to turn on to get to the freeway, there they were coming from the other direction. AH HA! It was a God thing I’m sure. I followed them to Cabela’s and we had a nice little visit while perusing the wonders there, shooting in the gallery, etc. Bet you all miss them already.

    Love to you.

  • We do miss them! Sweet boy #3 keeps mentioning their names in longing tones. Poor guy.

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