Trent and I were fine sans-snowsuits but the kids got a teeny bit of snow on their hands and started crying :) Their poor little hands were bright red (gee thanks pansy gloves) and they were both miserable. We made it down the hill 4 times before the crying set in and we called it a day :) I think all of the excitement plus the cold wet hands made for some overwhelmed kiddos. Needless to say I have now purchased some heavy duty snow gloves for the kids -- I keep forgetting that I live in Utah, where it SNOWS all winter.
Though the fun was short-lasting it was still good to get out in the fresh air. The only sledding hill in Provo (that I know of) is at Rock Canyon Park. It is basically a huge park that is dug into the ground creating a huge bowl effect for sledding on every side. I think that was probably why they created the park. It was packed yet the bowl/park/hill area was huge so there was plenty of sledding room for everyone. Good times. Oh and, how lucky are we that a short 10 minute drive brings us to sledding at the base of the gorgeous snow-covered mountains?!?!? I LOVE UTAH.





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