Aunt Ruthie and Grammy came over to take part. I am quite sure some snow speed records were broken, or at least some sort of record for farthest sled into the cornfield. It was spectacular, especially once we took the turn 1 out of the track. Lucy and Mitchell did a great job toting their own sleds back up the hill and walking up without complaint. Owen, well.... he ate a lot of snow (much of it was voluntary).
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| Sisters trying to relive McGuire's sledding days. |
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| Ken with a wipe out due to hot-dogging it. |
When we came back in we thought it best to warm ourselves up with some physical activity of the Wii variety. I must say that in the early going, each kiddo has their own specialty. Note to all you out there, never sword-fight against Lucy. She will own you.
