Sledding

We took advantage of the heat wave (high of 41 F today) and the sun shine and drug Owen out to sled at the park today. It's a good thing, since the forecast makes it seem like it might not be nice to get out again for a while:


We have all been needing some fresh air, sunshine, and exercise lately, but Owen was set on NOT going sledding. We'd offered numerous times and he was scarred by his last experience out in the snow when the second big one had just come. We went out first thing in the morning and it was so high that it was no fun at all for him. He had to be carried most of the way, and the one time he tried going down a hill in the sled, he ended up face first in a pile of snow taller than he is. So, understandably, he was not keen on going out again. He just couldn't understand that all those big kids sledding down the hill for the last week and half and some melting had made the park a nicer place to sled than the last time.
Owen had a set of coveralls from his cousin Roman (They look just like Pa's!) that arrived yesterday (thank you, Aunt Alison!). He protested a bit,

but once we got to the park he only had to go down once with Daddy to realize it was much more fun today.
We sledded
and sledded
and played for about an hour and a half.

Owen thought it was fun to throw snow balls at Daddy and try to catch the ones Daddy threw at him. He also loaded up a bunch of them into his sled and wanted to bring them home. Alas, they could not come home as the sidewalks are well-cleared now and the snowballs were heavy.
So we threw them all at Daddy when we got to the sidewalk to head home.
I'm thinking nap time will go well today!