Less than a week after the 70 degree weather (and my blowout) it snowed. Go figure. So I dressed up in my faux fur and set out for the hills of Central Park for my first sledding expedition. It was a borrowed sled from the kind neighbor upstairs. At first I didn't really know what was going on- dad was at the top of the hill and mom was waiting at the bottom. After the initial push I was a bit disoriented, but then I realized that it was just like a slide and I didn't want to stop. So we sledded for awhile and I had a great day.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Sometime in March
Less than a week after the 70 degree weather (and my blowout) it snowed. Go figure. So I dressed up in my faux fur and set out for the hills of Central Park for my first sledding expedition. It was a borrowed sled from the kind neighbor upstairs. At first I didn't really know what was going on- dad was at the top of the hill and mom was waiting at the bottom. After the initial push I was a bit disoriented, but then I realized that it was just like a slide and I didn't want to stop. So we sledded for awhile and I had a great day.
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