Monday, February 13, 2012

Sledding makes your children bigger

We went sledding Sunday.  We went to a sledding park - for the first time!  Normally we sled in our front yard; we live on the corner of a cul-de-sac and thanks to village street plowing, our front yard or the circle in front of our front yard usually has a huge mound of snow.  Since my children are still pretty little, a slight decline makes for a fine sled run.

You know the book Snowmen at Night?  The part that says, "Then it's time for sledding!  It's a wild ride down the hill!  'Wahooooooooooooooo!' they yell.  This is, by far, the snowmen's biggest thrill!"

We hopped out of the van, each child had their own differently designed sled, and one by one they hopped on and sailed down the deepest hill on which they've ever sledded.

Wolfie went first and Tulip was close behind. 

Then Luna sat on her little circle sled, held the handles, and said she was ready.  I pushed her gently.  I don't know why.  There's a thing called momentum.

The further away from me she got, the bigger she seemed.  Gabe turned to me and said, "That's the farthest she's ever been from us."

It's true.  I nudged her and she just sailed away.  Far, far, away.  We watched her reach the bottom of the hill, get off her sled, and we wondered, "What will she do now?"

She picked up her sled and dragged it back up the hill just like her big sister and bigger brother, of course.

Momentum and perspective.  Funny things.  So little, so fast, and yet so big.

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