My seester in dee weendow, Beads, is here this week with her hubster, Spence. We've been partying hardy. We went sledding yesterday and had big fun.
Getting four kids suited up for sledding is not a fun thing. And then listening to a two-year-old screech for 15 minutes while you drive to the hill is also not a fun thing. By the time we got there and got unloaded, I was done.
My mom, Beads, and Spence could sense this, I think, and they took Gage and worked with him:
I walked down the hill a ways and started building a proper jump. Sledding isn't as much fun without jumps. That's my opinion on the matter.
Somehow, Spencer found a way to make Gage happy. He would make a snowball and show it to Gage. Gage would tap it with his hand:
Spence started throwing snowballs at his wife, who was trying to take pictures: