With the couple of inches of snow we got overnight into today, I told the kids we’d go for a hike and then go sledding. They got snow shoes for Christmas so they were excited to get a chance to use them. Plus, we were going to a big hill for sledding, how much better could it get?
Of course, all of this stuff seems great in theory. The reality of it usually has some sort of snag that I foresee, but strategically choose to ignore. In this case, the hike throuh the snow is cool because of the snow shoes. Unfortunately, it takes time to get from point A to point B- and it’s tiring. The other tidbit I omitted was that long hills are great for sledding down- not so great for walking back up. Especially after a 20 minute hike to get to the hill.
The boy was excited enough that he didn’t complain at all. I even got a chance to reinforce the “awesomeness” of his snow shoes. There was a point where the new snow covered up some older snow so my feet sunk way down. I pointed this out to him and he was very satisfied in the knowledge that his snow shoes worked so well.
The lass was a slightly different story. She lagged behind and I ended up carrying her for the last third of the way to the hill. When we were done- she was really done. I held her hand and made her walk the whole way home. She was fighting back tears from fatigue and the effort of trudging through the snow.
The Wife was waiting for them when we got back. She even made some hot chocolate. I played with the dogs for awhile before I finally trudged back in the house myself.
A nice way to spend a morning.