Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sled No Evil

While the rest of the country has been inundated with monster snowstorms, all  we've gotten in our neck of the woods is an inch or so of snow, or sometimes just a coating of ice.  Disappointing? Not if, like us, you're so desperate for winter fun that you'll settle for anything that vaguely resembles winter fun.  As a result, the iced-over grass slope in front of our townhouse  has become the sled run of choice for the neighborhood children (including mine).

The other day I had just poked my head out the door to make sure none of my children had gone missing when a neighbor - out walking with her young child  - spotted them.  "Don't you worry about their hitting that brick wall at the bottom?" she asked me, as they careened crazily towards said wall, with only 2 pathetic boxwood bushes in place to cushion the blow.

"Oh, definitely," I said, as I turned to go into the house.  "So I make sure not to watch."

There's one more neighbor who won't be pestering me for child-rearing advice any time soon...


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16 comments:

  1. Way to go. It IS such a bother answering all those child rearing questions! LOL.
    Pax Christi!

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  2. Ok, no fair making me choke because I'm laughing too hard.

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  3. Ha! how about, "Worry? Naw. That wall's solid brick. Most they can do is scratch it."

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  4. haha ha!!!! Apparently my computer is having seizures, so I may not get this cooment put it. I love it! Sometimes you just have to let it go. I find it hard to do, but admire those who can!! We have had suckish snow this year too.

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  5. Ah, a mama after my own heart! I enjoyed a great laugh at this one.

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  6. That is my philosophy EXACTLY.

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  7. At the bottom of our Atlanta sledding run was a choice of chain link fence or metal light post, or four feet of clearance to get between them. I didn't watch either. When I was a kid there was a creek (sometimes frozen, sometimes not) at the bottom of mine.

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  8. You play great defense. Seriously.

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  9. I grew up with a massive hill with a stonewall at the bottom. Half the fun of careening down the slope on the toboggan was waiting to hear the word, "Bail!" to know when you needed to roll off.

    This way, you're not depriving them of memories like these.

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  10. We seem to share a parenting style, except that I'd probably be out there taking pictures for at least a few minutes of the fun before ignoring them completely.

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  11. Hahahaha! I love that. This really did make me LOL.

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  12. I have told my kids every year not to stand on their sleds, yet my now 17 yr old broke his arm the one snowstorm where I did not tell him not to. At least the other boys learned from him and have not repeted the experience since that occasion, 3 years ago. :)

    We used to take the snow mobile and pack down a sledding track around the barn and down the hill on our farm in pennsylvania. Then we would spray water on the trail before use. We survived.

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  13. I can't bear to watch, either. Or to listen.

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