Pam and I have questioned if this would be the year we take all of the kids skiing. Instead, we took a one day trip up sledding. Pam's sister, Jackie, was a good sport and went up with us. I wasn't exactly sure where to sled but thought we'd strike out up Highway 50. About 15 minutes outside of Placerville, we came upon a gas station with about 200 sledders on the hillside and we joined the revelry.
The only incident (and every sledding trip has at least one) was Blake getting struck by a "human missle" from behind while retrieving his sled. Thankfully, no injuries.
Joshua refused his coat
Angel Meg
2 comments:
At least if there were any injuries, you'd know what to do. If I were to go sledding with any other family (or any other accident prone activity), I would probably want to go with you.
Does Josh think he's Canadian or something?
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