Snow Sports

On Tuesday, December 30th, my friend Erin and I took Patrick and her baby Harper for a sled (the dogs went too of course!). It was a beautiful day & we had lots of fun pulling those two cuties around!

It was so warm - we didn't have to put up Patrick's little weather shield on the sled (the yellow part on the front)

Then, on Wednesday the 31st (also known as New Year's Eve) we took the kiddos cross country skiing. We decided that since we had never skied with the babies on our backs that we should probably practice on a flatter surface. So, we skied up a road in Virginia City. On the way back it was a steady decline, so we picked up a little bit of speed and had a little more confidence. So, I'm skiing along and I hit a piece of gravel from when the road was sanded. It stopped my skis dead in their tracks. My body went forward and because of the extra weight on my back I got completely off balance. Soooo, I flew forward face first onto the road. I was in immediate panic mode that Patrick was hurt, but surprisingly he was just hangin' out waiting for Erin to get him out of the pack. So, then my attention went to all the blood that was covering the road beneath me. I thought for sure I had broken my nose and my head hurt very badly! I'm so lucky that Erin was there because she got Patrick off my back, got my skis off and got me to my feet (none of which I am convinced I could have done if I had been by myself). I'm still not sure if my nose was broken or not. It is still a little swollen and very yellow across the bridge and under my eyes. Once again...at least Patrick didn't get hurt!! I think next time we ski we'll stick with a nice fluffy field somewhere!!