sometimes the parents have to go find the snow. We met up with the Barkers (who also got sleds from Santa) and headed up the road to the mountain. We found snow pretty quick - and it was so beautiful up there.
After james' first ride down he was screaming "again mama, again."
Brooke didn't do a lot of sledding...
but Cory did.
It is moments like these (of pure joy) when I realize I have a lot of my mother in me.