Wednesday we put on our snow gear at Seth's parent's house and hunted for the sleds. Normally their hill is a thrilling ride, but that day the snow was too thick and heavy. Isaiah rode with me and I tried to push us forward with my arms. We went so slowly downhill that Miley, the dog, always caught up to us and dropped her white softball in the sled so I'd throw it for her. Then as we'd start to walk back up the hill, Isaiah said, "I have an idea. Why don't I ride in the sled and that way I don't have to walk." Very clever. Charlotte loved riding with Seth and kept saying, "oh, oh brrr" every time the cold wind blew in her face.