This photo was taken saturday morning--it snowed pretty much the rest of the day saturday, then most of sunday as well.
We had a church snowday on sunday. The streets around our building aren't great, so with all the snow the bishop decided to just cancel. The snow was so beautiful, especially since we didn't have to go anywhere in it unless we wanted to.
On saturday morning we went on a sledding outing with friends from Kris's work. It was so snowy, and it was FREEZING. One of the dentists had told the guys about a great hill, so we headed out that direction. Of course it was really hard to find. But we finally got there. The hill was huge, and super snowy. It was really tough to get up, and none of the little kids could really do it on their own, so we had to carry them. My feet started to freeze.
My friend Bonnie took a pretty funny video of Max and her son Vincent going down the hill together. Vincent I think is about a year and a half younger than Max, and this was most likely his first time sledding. He didn't like this trip much. Check it out. You can kind of see how huge the hill is on this video. And it's hilarious how the dads run (and sled) to the rescue as soon as the boys wipe out.
(Thanks Bonnie!)
I don't have any photos of the sledding because I didn't want to haul my big camera out on the hike up the hill. But I do have a few from when we got back to the car. Max only ended up going down the hill about four times. That was about as many times Kris could carry him back up the hill without getting a hernia or something.
The last time Max decided he wanted to go on his own--on his stomach no less. The snow was super powdery, and so as he went his sled kept kicking tons of snow right in his face. By the time he got to the bottom he was like a snowman, and he was NOT happy. That was the last run for us and we headed back to the car.
Where of course I had the camera and took some pictures.
The boys made some snow angels.
Max really didn't want me taking his picture. He said he had a "red face", which I think was in reference to his crying. Anyway, he was cool with throwing snowballs, but when I tried to take a picture of just him being cute he freaked out.
Making snowballs!
It was so powdery that it was tough to throw. And Max isn't that great of a thrower anyway.
And here's the freakout:
I mean, his face was definitely red. From the cold and the crying. But it was just hilarious how self conscious he was about it.
I had to sneak a photo of him in the car, I couldn't help it.
Sledding is fun, as long as my feet don't get too cold.
