We live across the street from our good friends, the Hurley's, so almost everyday the kids get together and play. Today, they decided to play football with Jared and Jeff.
Dad and the boys.
We took a family trip to the house in Hatch in January for a weekend of snow fun. We have a favorite place we like to take the intertube on Cedar Mountain. This particular day was pretty awesome for me. **Disclaimer, I don't claim to be the smartest person in the world**
Jared had taken Matt and Zach up to the top of the hill, and I was standing at the bottom with Aiden taking pictures. There was another little boy and his friend who had come down the hill, and crashed into each other. They were both crying, and one boy was screaming that his back was hurt. Jared was waiting at the top, along with the other boys family. Since I was so close to the hurt boy, I figured as a mother, I should go and see if he was okay. I walked over to him, and asked if he was okay, he said no, and he couldn't move. I am no doctor, no medical training at that, so figured I shouldn't move him in case he was really hurt. I looked up at the top of the hill, and the boy's mother, and a friend were coming straight down the hill to help him.. but headed right at him. I think in my head, oh no, she is going to run right into him. I am thinking, what kind of mom heads straight down a steep snowy hill, on a sled, towards her hurt child. Well, obviously not a very smart one. Then I do something even smarter.... I decide I am going to STOP her on the sled from hitting her child. So I stand right in front her, thinking that I can stop her. Well, she hits me, I fly in the air, and land head first in the snow. Thank GOODNESS, i wasn't seriously hurt. With my track record, it could have been worse. Sore back for a few weeks, but nothing permanent.
Needless to say, I learned my lesson. I am not a superhero. I do not have the ability to stop 300 pounds of people on a sled.
