January has since come and gone, but I have so much to write about. This may just be the year with the shortest book I receive at Christmastime.
Flagstaff received its first big snowfall just before the new year. We took the boys up in the afternoon to find a good place to play. The plan was to go to a designated snow play area, but when we arrived, they were full and not allowing anyone else to enter.
We kept driving past SnowBowl until we found a spot where other cars had pulled off to the side. One of the side roads was closed and people were sledding down a small hill that led to the side road. It seems like the perfect place.
We played in the snow and made some tiny little snowmen.
They even were able to sled for the first time. It was so much fun!
Thank you to the random stranger that took this photo for us. (I think this might be the beginning of Grayson's "I will not look at the camera" stage.)
The worst part of this trip was when we left. I think that everyone wanted to come up to the snow, just like we did. It took us 3 hours to drive three miles before even getting into town. Worst ride ever. Surprisingly, the boys did really well. We had the DVD player in the car and were pretty pooped out after sledding. That night we arrived home after 10:00pm, even though we were in the car ready to drive home at 4:45pm.
It will surely be a trip we remember. Note to self; next time, find a snow play area south of Flagstaff!