Ryan was at work and I didn't want to take Owen out in the cold weather so he and I nestled by the window to watch.
We have a VERY small hill in the field behind our house. Armed with saucers, they made their way to the 'hill.' Logan was a bit skeptical about all this; although, after one ride down, he was hooked. For over an hour they took turns pushing each other down the hill; sometimes sharing a saucer for the ride down which always ended in giggles. They couldn't seem to climb the hill fast enough. I remember that eagerness from sledding with my sister as a child.
Snow brings such a softness to the Earth. I love how it muffles sound, as if commanding your attention to its beauty and purity. I really wanted to be outdoors with them and capture pictures but there was something special about watching from afar.
Two brothers sledding, falling, crashing, climbing, helping, giggling in a beautiful dance on a stage of white.
They can't wait to go out again....
Cheeks all rosy
