A few days after Christmas we went sledding along with everyone else in Blanding. The hills that day were full of people because it wasn't too cold, and at this point we'd had over 2.5 feet of snow. We deicded to jump and the bandwagon and took Evan out sledding. He loved it, and he was quite the trooper. These were big hills, scary for a 2 year old to go down, and enormous for a 2 year old to climb up. He handled both with ease, he constantly amazes me. 
We told Evan to pose for a picture; and he didn't "pose," however he did manage to pick up a handful of snow (which he is holding now) and after the camera clicked I got a snowball in the face.
Climbing to the top of the hill with Uncle Justin. Which he did over and over. He didn't ask to be carried once.
Evan and I on our way down. If you look at the top of the picture there is proof that most of the town was out that day.
Evan and Mom at the top of the hill.
Because the sun was so bright that day Evan had his eyes closed most of the time. When we would go down the hill he would always cover his face because he didn't like the snow blowing up in his face on the way down. 
Making Snow Angels, notice the eyes are closed again.
Russell and Turner at the bottom of the hill, getting ready to walk up.
Okay, so this is Turner trying to take the jump... didn't work out so well. He landed flat on his back. He tried to follow my grace and elegance, seeing as I went off the jump 2 minutes earlier. Just kidding. I did go off the jump but I landed flat on my hip with no grace what so ever.
We told Evan to pose for a picture; and he didn't "pose," however he did manage to pick up a handful of snow (which he is holding now) and after the camera clicked I got a snowball in the face.
Climbing to the top of the hill with Uncle Justin. Which he did over and over. He didn't ask to be carried once. 
Evan and I on our way down. If you look at the top of the picture there is proof that most of the town was out that day.
Evan and Mom at the top of the hill.
Because the sun was so bright that day Evan had his eyes closed most of the time. When we would go down the hill he would always cover his face because he didn't like the snow blowing up in his face on the way down. 
Making Snow Angels, notice the eyes are closed again.
Russell and Turner at the bottom of the hill, getting ready to walk up.
Okay, so this is Turner trying to take the jump... didn't work out so well. He landed flat on his back. He tried to follow my grace and elegance, seeing as I went off the jump 2 minutes earlier. Just kidding. I did go off the jump but I landed flat on my hip with no grace what so ever. 
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