Yes, even the dog went down the hill for a turn. Just one and he was done. And, for the record, it wasn't my idea. But I'm sure you guessed that, right? You will never believe this but even I went down the hill. It may have been the first time since I was twelve but it was a blast. Then, this happened. Look at the sweet aww moment. 

This first time down together went well. A little too well, I might add. It made me sort of cocky. Invincible? Maybe a teeny bit. One of the following trips down with this girl went more like this - slide, turn, tumble, thump, tumble, thump, ow. I think I leaned somehow and we were sort of catapulted off the sled. I rolled over my own child. OVER her. Okay, so nobody was actually hurt. Thank God for the snow! Otherwise, we might not have fared so well. Did I tell you that when we got down to the bottom the first time this sweet girl had the nerve to HIT me with snowballs? Turkey.

All in all, it was a great day though I could have done without the daredevil stunt woman sort of thing I had going on. It was worth it for all the happy memories made that day. And it was a reminder to me as well.