The coldest winter . . .

It was a terribly cold winter and much more snowy than most.  Enough snow that we could go sledding in Boise.  We were the only ones out there.  People in Boise don’t own sleds.  There’s usually only one or two good sledding days in a whole winter, so what’s the point, I guess?  Well, we Utahns have a sled and snow clothes, so we found ourselves a good dirt heap and went down!

King of the mountain!

Drama queen!

The Boss!

The stars aligned for us that day.

Baby sleeping.

Dad’s working from home so we can leave without Henry.

Girls got home from school.

Enough snow left for sledding.

Let’s go kids!