What do you do when you have too much time and too much snow on your hands? Well, if you're my husband, you build a snow slide for your 4-year-old to fly down on his own so that you can shovel the road in peace. Here is the view from the top of the slide looking down.
Yes, the slide ends a mere 5 feet from the edge of our yard before plunging into a deep ravine that ends in a frozen creek. You can tell that this slide was constructing without the presence of one paranoid, over-protective mother to veto the design. In the Irishman's defense, he was the first one to go down it to make sure that the wall he constructed at the end of the slide would stop his weight. Here is Parker's descent down the slide.
Did I mention that they built in a ramp to launch off of?
And finally, the side view of the ramp.
I may be going out of my mind at the utter lack of anything resembling a regular schedule, but I'm certain that the boys will think back on the winter of snow and mayhem fondly.
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