Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Advice, Connections, Family, Memories | Posted on 23-01-2013
Take me home to the paradise city, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty…
And so go the lyrics of the famous Guns N’ Roses song. Which, interestingly, was playing on the radio as I was driving my kids up to the mountain for a day of snow tubing.
My seven-year-old son asks me, “Mom, where IS Paradise City?”
Brace yourself. This gets kinda sappy.
I said, “Well, I think Paradise City is where you think it is. You kinda make your own paradise, don’t you think?”
It was a Saturday; a day off. I was spending the day with my kids. We looked around: It was a sunshiny, blue-sky, crisp day. Glistening white snow banks on either side of us. The fir trees were laden with snow. We had full bellies from our stop at Subway. A day of snow tubing ahead of us. The radio blasting. We were singing along.
Yep. We were IN Paradise City.
You gotta make your own paradise, eh?
Oh and here I am tubing. Duh! The #PeskyPippiTubingCam. 🙂