Yesterday three of us spent many hours in the car, climbing our way up to Big Bear, ears popping all the way as the elevation increased. Snow is still such a novelty and I’m so much of a novice with it that I wear things like jeans and slip-on Vans. You understand why I slid down the steep hill much earlier than I intended to, no?
Early morning excitement
Lucy’s first morning glee, all over Kiddo’s face
I was very high-pitched in my excitement to sled. Maybe it’s because snow is still new to me that this little kid hobby is still so fun. After an incredible pizza lunch in the village, we found a two person, bright orange plastic sled with a cheesy, useless handle and declared it ours. What seemed like two miles UPHILL (a short walking distance! per the sales clerk at the sled store) was an area with mostly small hills but one super steep one that made me piss myself with glee. We climbed up, sinking our not-snow-boots deep into the soft snow and reached the top completely out of breath, only to soar down and land in hysterical laughter at the bottom.
Another dash through my Life List!
A few of those and then a few smaller slopes for Kiddo to tackle on her own (a few times belly first, sans sled, ‘like a penguin’) before I felt like I’d run a marathon and there was no feeling left in my butt. We walked the long distance down the hill and back into the village where we collapsed in the car, soaked the seats and descended the mountain.
It was such a cool day that ended with Kiddo saying, “Dad? That was such a good idea.”
-CJ
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