Even though it was totally the wrong day for it (i.e. the snow was super wet, and not good for sledding), ... it was another experience we just HAD to have: going sledding with Oma at Park School. Mom grew up sledding here, at the school at the end of Fruehauf. And where Mom is here in the first picture, is where I sledded with April, Dad, and Mom when I was 11. Lots of nostalgia here. Because it wasn't quite right for much sledding, we took a walk to the pond (where Oma would ice skate), built a tiny snowman, and then took Grandma out to Red Lobster (on this, her actual birthday) in order to enjoy yet another once-in-a-lifetime experience of having a lobster actually pinch me. LOL! : )
Even though it was totally the wrong day for it (i.e. the snow was super wet, and not good for sledding), ... it was another experience we just HAD to have: going sledding with Oma at Park School. Mom grew up sledding here, at the school at the end of Fruehauf. And where Mom is here in the first picture, is where I sledded with April, Dad, and Mom when I was 11. Lots of nostalgia here. Because it wasn't quite right for much sledding, we took a walk to the pond (where Oma would ice skate), built a tiny snowman, and then took Grandma out to Red Lobster (on this, her actual birthday) in order to enjoy yet another once-in-a-lifetime experience of having a lobster actually pinch me. LOL! : )
2 comments:
Why did you touch a live lobster??
Nina, Nina, ... tsk, tsk. Not everyone is like you and Karin. I LOVE doing gross stuff like that! Once in a lifetime stuff! : )
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