This weekend was another snow weekend. We headed up the mountain with the car packed with snowboards, sleds, boots, gloves, and excitement for the day to come. I spent the morning snowboarding with a couple of friends, something I haven't had the chance to do for two years. I was very stoked to get back on the powder (well, icy slush really). I can't describe the feeling of being on the snow. Sitting on the ski lift looking down on the mountain that is blanketed with peaceful snow. Then attacking it with grace. The feeling is utter freedom. Later that day I met Daniel and Cainen to go sledding. I had such a good time snowboarding and looked forward to more fun the day had planned for us.

I had never been sledding before, and this was our first time introducing the fun filled sport to our son. We put him on the sled and pulled him around a while, expecting him to laugh and smile in excitement! Nothing. Okay, well maybe he is just wondering what we are doing exactly. So Daniel and I both take our turns taking Cainen down the hills, big hills may I add. Still, nothing. Now this is just boggling because all the other children are barreling down the hills screaming and laughing the way children should. So now we take turns watching closely for any expression of fun as the other goes down with him. Nope, nothing. So we just rack it up as Cainen being just like his father; unless it has two wheels and going fast it ain't nothin! (Unless he was petrified of it! Hmmm..) Now, that's the story from Cainen's experience. My story says sledding and tubing down the hills was a thrill ride! I was screaming in fear, and laughing the way the other children were! When we headEd to the tube run that was it, I was hooked!
We shot down a contained channel in our tubes flying up and down the sides, turning around in all directions. Looking at the pictures o f me now is just hilarious! Eyes wide with fear and excitement melting together. My mouth open so wide you can hear the scream coming out! After I got to the bottom I raced back up to the top to do it again! I had found my childhood happiness again! This was not the feeling I had when snowboarding. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed myself very much while snowboarding. I think I had forgotten how to find my childhood happiness. That inner laughter that is always there, just bursting to get out! We can find this happiness in every day living, we just need to be open to letting it out.
So go on girl! Let her out to play!!
I had never been sledding before, and this was our first time introducing the fun filled sport to our son. We put him on the sled and pulled him around a while, expecting him to laugh and smile in excitement! Nothing. Okay, well maybe he is just wondering what we are doing exactly. So Daniel and I both take our turns taking Cainen down the hills, big hills may I add. Still, nothing. Now this is just boggling because all the other children are barreling down the hills screaming and laughing the way children should. So now we take turns watching closely for any expression of fun as the other goes down with him. Nope, nothing. So we just rack it up as Cainen being just like his father; unless it has two wheels and going fast it ain't nothin! (Unless he was petrified of it! Hmmm..) Now, that's the story from Cainen's experience. My story says sledding and tubing down the hills was a thrill ride! I was screaming in fear, and laughing the way the other children were! When we headEd to the tube run that was it, I was hooked!
So go on girl! Let her out to play!!
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