Life is good

After dripping off Noah on Friday and thinking of what I should do, go home with Jonah or stay at the playground for a bit it occurred to me that we would probably be able to sled. On another occasion I has spotted two sleds being thrown out on trash day. They were dirty, having been used to collect yard waste. They were the type of sled that usually only lasted a season or half a season before they broke up into plastic shards to be cast aside or in the trash of by the sugar bowl. I went back home back home with an excited Jonah to get one.
He slid down by himself from from the top of the less steep side. Then we tried from the middle of the steep side and he dangerously forced himself to wipe out, fearing how fast he was going. So I decided to try and go from perpendicular sledding route that you could never do when there were other children around because you would risk having the child get T boned by people coming down the steep way.
Yeah sledding when everyone out there is a safety nightmare. The older kids old enough to "look out for themselves" are the worst. because there is no sense of working together as a group, moving out of the way so that others can sled. It is example of the dangers of anarchy.
But by ourselves Jonah could ride his little sled down a slight incline and then continue to go along a slippery path on a nice little ride.
"Yayyy that was fun let's do it again Baba!" and we did. The work out and exercise in sledding is not the actual sledding of course but the trek up the hill, and I guess Jonah had more physical activity that morning than he usually has in a day.

They say the best thing sin life are free. They definitely are. But even the runners up, like sledding, are pretty much almost free. The best thing being the memory of togetherness with your child. And joy. I have to say though I began to get bored and insensitive to the wonder of what that moment was. Sometimes you simply do not realize how great life is. In any case we enjoyed our little free activity, and then after a few trips Jonah said, "Let's go home", and we did.