Sledding

We got a bunch of snow over the Christmas break. JB was going to take the boys sledding at the park by our house, but Andrew didn't want to leave me. So I gathered myself together and went with them (my plans were to rest on the couch to drool out all my extra saliva on a towel and feel pregnancy-ill while watching a chick flick). It felt great! I forget that exercise does help me feel better.

Stair-stepped boys.

James did great. He loved it. He climbed all the way back up the hill like a boss.

Andrew kept going by himself in one sled, and always veered horizontally to the left.  Max was wishing he'd brought his snowboard.