A few months ago I wrote my bucket list. It just hit me today that I have already accomplished 2 of the 75 things to do in my list! Today, sledding.
I was born and raised in Mexico where the weather is template. This means no snow, at all. In the 20 years I lived there it only “snowed” once (it was more slushy than snowy). No snow translates to no snow ball fights and no sledding, hence the reason it was added to my bucket list.
Colorado was the place where it happened for the first time. It was insisted upon actually. All I wanted to do was watch the boys go down this hill at a high school near our place in Parker (apparently it is very popular since we were not the only ones there that day) while I snapped some photos.
Being a newbie I have no idea how to steer. A. ended with snow up his nostrils and I had some in my ears. Luckily I was not wearing eyeglasses or they would have broke.
It was an alright experience. Done it once. Not really looking forward to sledding again. I mean, I will do it, but I would rather have a snow ball fight than sled down a hill. But if my boys ask, I will.
Do you remember the first time you went sledding?