Going sledding seemed like a good idea since we had gotten so much snow. I'm just not real tolerant of the cold yet, but it didn't matter the kids wanted to go so off we went to Memorial park.
I've always heard the snow in Utah is different than in other places and that has proved correct. The hill we went sledding on had turned to pure ice and I thought it was terrifying...but maybe I'm just getting old. It also doesn't help to see various patches of blood amongst the snow, so I was happy to take Avie Jo to the car to warm up when she got cold, but daddy and the kids stayed out and braved the ice-hill.