Yesterday we took Takara sledding for the very first time. Even though its only Evan, I and the 2 girls, it still had taken us an hour or so before we could get out of the door. I pulled my snowboarding coat and pants out from our camper/storage and bundled myself up. After awhile I was smothering in the scent of old people, it was pretty cold out and I wasn't about to go without a coat, so I figured smelling like a grandma wasn't so bad after all. Takara was equally bundled up in her hot pink snowpants and carhartt coat, although she wasn't as thrilled about being restricted from movement even though it meant staying warm. So FINALLY we are out the door and on our way. We pull up to the hill we'd be sledding down, get the sled out and ready and.....Takara is asleep. Great. I pulled her out hoping a deep sleep hadn't set in but it pretty much had so I laid her in the sled thinking THAT would wake her up...no.
So here we are, two parents, going sledding, and our kids are asleep. We were determined to do this, so away we went and somewhere between the car and the top of the hill Takara's eyes popped opened. She wasn't too impressed to begin with...in fact sledding wasn't catching Takara's interest much at all. I think WE were having more fun than she was.