So, Mom, Randee, Josh, Celia and I through our warm clothes on and headed over to the 'Green Park' where Grandpa said there was a super cool hill. He was right! It was perfect for the little guys. Just steep enough to be fun, but not so steep the mom's were afraid.
Celia must have done about a hundred runs. She let me go down a few times with her. But, mainly my little daredevil just liked to cruise down the hill alone. She got a 'snow scoop' for Christmas from Grandma Pat and Grandpa Dave. It looks like a big, flat pancake turner. But, boy did she have fun! She's so tiny that she just zips down the hill. And with her little scoop, she was a crazy girl. She was sailing off the jumps and flipping back and forth. I practically had to drag her back to the car when it was time. We stayed until way after dark and it was starting to get cold. Her little cheeks were rosy. But, she just had to do "one more" and "one more" and "one more". We will definitely have to go back!
