First, let us begin with these very important pictures of this chub master in her enhanced state, wearing what Everett likes to call, her blueberry suit. Very reminiscent of A Christmas Story, which is exactly how we like to keep things around here.
Isla's emotional journey into the day, began first with curiosity, then acceptance, and then full on master of both suit and snow.
And that was that.
The day was very pretty and very cold and filled to the brim with hot chocolate and family members who took work off to go sledding on the Monday after Christmas, because it was the right thing to do.
Tyson took Isla on her maiden voyage down the hill.
And of course they had a mild wipe.
But then on the second try, they loaded up and sailed smooth as glass straight to the bottom.
And that is the exact moment when Isla realized that sledding is totally. awesome.
Here we have Isla's less than enthused brother, who is delightfully opposite of her in every way. Everett spent the first portion of the afternoon, contentedly watching the rest of us sled from inside the car. And then after much convincing, much layering, and a few stuffings of those hot hands things in various places, he came out ... so that he could stand next to the fire.
He's told me that he's "very disappointed" in what snow has to offer.
So while he warmed himself, we took our mini snow ball down a few more times.
I mean it was 20 degrees for pete's sakes, and Isla was all over it like, whatever dude.
Happy little soul.
Gripping the hot hands, sledding in style; a portrait of Everett slowly becoming less disappointed haha
After a little nudging and encouragement from his cousins, Everett decided to take the plunge. We trudged up 1/4 of the hill and thoroughly enjoyed the ride down.
He said that he still doesn't want to go sledding ever again though.
The classics always seem to be the best in the biz, don't they?
This post was sponsored by Vaseline, a company we've used and loved for years.