Simon grabbed this bright pink sled off the shelf at the store the other day, and asked me: “What dis?” Since he already had it on the ground I told him to sit in it, and pulled him around the wide store aisle for a minute, while he giggled and beamed. Afterward, I glanced at the price. Only 9 dollars. I thought to myself: “We live in Maine, and we somehow don’t own a sled yet.” It ended up in the cart.
We have yet to receive snow that sticks around, though I know it won’t be long before it comes, and that it will stay longer than I like. When it does though, we’ll be ready for it.
In the meantime, it will continue to be a slide for cars, a bed for stuffed animals, and a vehicle of transport for us to pull Simon all over the house.
(In case you’re wondering, Simon is not strong enough to pull a full-grown adult around. However, a very loving and silly Daddy has ways to make Simon think he is doing just that.)