I will never show the tea party pictures!

It was cold. That is the only concern I could think of as I decided to take my daughter sledding for the first time. It is astonishing that  when you become a parent  you realize that life is certainly not about you it about your children. It was a Sataurday afternoon  cold, wet, and slick, but i realize that this was not about me it was about making memories.  We trecked up a huge hill to experience the magic and wonder on winter. You should have seen her.  My eyes  filled with amazement as she walked up the hill like a big girl. She was determined that today she was going sledding. All she could say was daddy come on, come on to the top of the hill! All I kept thinking is that last time I went sledding I was 25, with your mother. This moment appreas deja vu because her your appetite for the adrenaline rush is just like her mother. There she was the youngest sledder in the bunch ready to take on a hill. When we got to the top of the hill I think the lack of oxygen to the brain or me breathing hard.  Being at the top of the hill made me feel a little euphoric  as I thought I was 12 again and going sledding near Marion College in Indianapolis, IN with my father. So I hopped on the sled my daughter jumped into my lap. We gave a countdown 5-4-3-2-1 and off we go. All I could hear was my daughter yelling with excitement, as the sled started to turn backwards. It turned into a time machine. I saw my life pass before me.   Just in a flash I realize that we have drifted off course and was headed into a tree.  All I could say was, “hold on” as me and my daughter jumped off the sled and just like a kid I had a face full of snow.

The day end with us being cold and wet but full of warm memories. We arrived home and she forced me to have a tea party. (Those Pictures I Will Never Show)

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