On the Fourth Day of Christmas

We went sledding again. The snow was more packed down, so it was lots more fun this time. Mikro screams his way downhill! He kept letting go of his sled, which, predictably, flew down the hill, so he had to chase it and tramp back up the hill. This got him a little frustrated, but by the end of the day, I think he understood why I kept telling him to hold on & not let go with his hands till his butt was on...

Earlier, we saw an American Goldfinch and a Red Bellied Woodpecker at the feeder. First time we've seen finches in awhile. And our membership cards for the local zoos came in the mail today (first mail we've seen since Christmas Eve.)

Once I get my boots off, we'll be having hot dairy free chocolate, and reading "The Secret Life of a Snowflake" by Kennneth Libbrecht. Maybe we'll make some paper snowflakes. If my fingers thaw out, that is. Even with gloves, mine are arthritic and achy and cold... But it was worth it to watch Mikro screeching with joy as he came barreling downhill!