The rest of our Utah trip treated us to gorgeous weather and it almost made us miss living in a colder climate where there’s snow… almost. We love playing in the soft white fluff set against a backdrop of stunning snowcapped peaks, but we don’t miss the snow gear hassle, heating up the car twenty minutes before we had to go anywhere and scraping ice off the wind shield in the frigid mornings. We love to visit and get all that “winter stuff” out of our systems!
Down the hill from Grammy and Grandpa’s is my old junior high school, and the best sledding hill in town. Jake, Uncle Mike and Ali took the twins while I stayed home getting Meredith up from her nap and getting her dressed. By the time Meredith and I arrived on the scene, Samantha and Amelia had had enough and were trudging back to the car, exhausted and sweaty in their snow suits. I made them stay for another twenty minutes so I could watch them sled and take Meredith down the hill, but that was definitely pushing it. They were cranky, fighting over the sled constantly and at one point, went limp in the snow, refusing to move and too tired to plea for help.
Meredith didn’t want to wait for the twins to return her sled, so she just went for it in her slippery snowsuit.
After ten minutes of fighting over who got to steer, the girls compromised and shared.
Cant. Go. Any. Further.
That’s one way to carry a baby.
Many of the girls’ tantrums were induced fighting over who got to ride with Meredith. I’m pretty sure Amelia is out of the frame somewhere kicking and punching the snow.
WHOA.
Help me!
Meredith was feeling a little scared at this point.
My little snow angel.
Uncle Mike took his new drone out for its maiden voyage and captured some overhead shots of the girls’ sledding adventures.
Then it was home to Grammy’s for some hot chocolate and a long winter’s nap!
Lots of love,
