This morning's fun started out great. Little Lady lugged the toboggan up the short slope and waited for her turn to go down. She has learned it is better to let one of her boys go down first to pack down the snow.
She was all set and ready to go.
She gave it a little forward heave ho, but she didn't move.
Her brother gave her a little help and she started in a downhill direction.
But still no speed. None at all.
She leaned over the side and started digging herself out. All three of them were laughing so hard. Little Lady continually cracks us up. She was just so matter-of-fact in the way she decided that she could dig her sled out and gain the speed she was looking for. All the while laughing with that deep belly laugh, the genuinely tickled laugh that can not be reproduced. It is the laugh that comes out of her when she is making other people laugh. The noise that allows her to get away with almost anything.
One more little heave ho, and she was off!
Little Lady guiding the toboggan like a pro.
Can I have some hot cocoa?
I love that girl!
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