Everyone seems to be on the mend and we were able to get out and have some fun today.  We went sledding.  Being born and raised in Texas, snow is way foreign to me so I have never been sledding.  The day started off with some new shades for the boys.  You have to wear sunglasses here because it's all so white and bright.  My favorite part about these sunglasses are the flames on the sides!  They didn't have a pair in my size...

So, as much as I hate to admit it, my boys fight like crazy.  They are just so close in age and both boys and they just compete.  They fight over almost everything.  They do have these wonderful moments of awesome sharing and teamwork though and this happened to be one of them.  Normally they would be fighting over who was going to hold the rope or who was pulling to hard, too fast, too much, who was going to be first, who was going to be fastest, whose sled it was....

On our first sled ride down with me and the two boys, we crashed.  Like I said, I have never been sledding.  We careened into a snow bank, Sayer lost his glasses and bit his lip, Finn lost a glove and I got snow up my jean legs.  It wasn't my most graceful moment.  We recovered though.  We found glasses, kissed boo-boos, replaced gloves and shook off the snow.  As the day wore on I discovered that Seven is a much better sledder than I am.  Finn and I opted to do more watching.  he let me take some cute pics of him too.

Sayer, on his way back for another go.  Actually, he was waiting for Steven to let him ride back up the hill.  He's smart.  If I could have gotten Steven to carry me or pull me back up I would have too.

Sometimes it is hard to know when to leave the party.  When you have a 3 year old, the signs become very clear.  This is an example of Finn saying something like this, "I have grown tired of sledding, I would like some lunch and maybe juice, and then I think I need to lay down and rest." 

On our way back to the car I looked up and saw this coolness.  I loved the way the snow made the sun almost look like a moon.

It's almost dinner and the snow is still falling.  It's really beautiful here.  I feel so far away and it seems not quite real.  It's just all white everywhere except for little houses peeking out along the mountain.  I imagine that this would be a great place to write a book, be an artist or go totally crazy.  I also imagine that summer here must be incredible.  The snow is hiding most of the landscape but it seems to me that it is full of little creeks, huge forests and meadows of green grass.  One cool little sight that I am planning to explore is this cemetery down the road that is totally covered in snow.  All you can see are the tops of the grave stones peeking out from the snow.  I already know the picture that I want- I saw it from the car window.

I smell dinner cooking.  Our travel mates are great chefs so we've been pampered with nice meals.  Time to eat!