Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childhood, Fathers, Fun, Happiness, Memories, Parenting | Posted on 06-02-2014

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It doesn’t take much to make us happy, my son and me. Especially when it comes to sledding. We only need about two inches of snow…and off we go!

Sliding over the slippery whiteness and bumping and scraping over the black top. We loved it!

This reminds me when I was young and my sister and I were itching to sled. But, alas, no good hills near our Dad’s farm. So what did he do? He used a rope to tie up our sled to the back of his truck. And then proceeded to drive up and down the country road, with my sister and me sliding and bumping over the snow-covered dirt road. Squealing and screaming with delight and a little fear…and breathing in lots of exhaust.

I chuckle now at that memory. Because, these days, that kind of thing–tying your children’s sled to the back of your truck and driving down a snow-covered road at 40 m.p.h.–would never happen.

But it did. And I loved it. And I lived to tell about it.

We don't need much to have fun!

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Gotta make do with what you have around you. We used to go to the parkway, drive onto it, and find a good overpass, then sled down the hill from the upper portion to the ground level (not ON the actual road, on the grassy hill off the shoulder). Good times!

That bitch be crazy. 🙂

And that’s why I love ya!

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