So Terre Haute has been hit pretty hard this week. We got 12 inches of snow in my driveway. It snowed us in and cancelled school, church, and all shopping excursions for the week. (Good thing I listened to some promptings and went shopping Monday!)
So, we've been inside shivering. It takes a lot to heat my house, and I haven't cranked up the heater past 70 all week. I've been hating this cold and never let my poor tolerant husband forget it.
Our good friends live on the prison reservation here and there is a huge "bowl" in the ground where they used to keep the trash long ago. Well, now it's just a huge hill perfect for sledding and since it's on the reservation grounds, there are no people. So Wednesday afternoon we decided to take advantage of the snow and go sledding. Now this really isn't my idea of fun--standing out in the cold with snow everywhere. But the kids were excited and there was this perfect snow hill we had to take advantage of.
We took the kids over there and they had a ball. I was a little worried about Zach since the hill was so big and the older kids had made paths with bumps and ramps and such. Then it was such a long climb up!
But, as usual, I was worried over nothing and he did wonderful. In fact, he was the one who didn't want to leave even though he was frozen through and through. And I admit, I did go a few times too, despite not being dressed appropriately at all. But I figured "what the heck? I'm going to be cold either way!"
Well, I was. But it almost made the snow and cold worth it. Almost.
