Bootless in the Ice

As serious as Gedalya can be, he can also be a little clown. He loves everything silly. The sillier the better.
That's why when he lost his boots in the icy snow last week, he didn't put them back on right away. He thought it was great fun!

It was a really icy day. The top layer of the snow mountains melted and froze again into a crust of ice.

 

But soon after losing his boots, Gedalya began to feel like this:

And then like this:

Eventually he wasn't able to walk, so Zusha brought the poor kid his boots. But his socks were soaked. It would be impossible to go home like that. Luckily, I had an extra pair of mittens in my bag. Adi's mittens.

Which is what he wore home. I don't think he'll pull a stunt like that anytime soon!

And he didn't... at least not on our sledding day earlier this week.

We went to Prospect park. My in-laws took us.

Gedalya tried out a new climber.

Grandpa did, too:

Zusha, Grandma and Mama didn't really care to climb up.
But Gedalya climbed enough for us all.

We visited the lake and saw all the wonderful water fowl.

 

Then we gathered our sleds and headed towards the hills.

This place is breathtaking in the winter.

 

 

And we had a great time sledding!

It was just right. Last winter we has two sledding trips. One was pretty wimpy. The hills were just bumps. We couldn't gather enough velocity for the sled to go by itself. The second time we found gigantic hills, which required lots of climbing back up, and we stayed entirely too long.

But this time was perfect! The hills were just steep enough to go fast, but not so tall that it's a pain to climb. And we didn't stay too long. A good day, indeed!