Differences Between Siblings
Ξ February 12th, 2005 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Family |
Took the kids sledding today, first time for both. Sad when you take into account that we’ve always lived in Vermont, and Slayton is almost FIVE.
We went to Memorial Park, which has a decent sized hill. The snow was well packed, which made the sledding excellent. The bottom of the hill, however, was glare ice.
Took Sly up about 3/4 up the hill. He got in the front, I got in the back. Problem was that the sled was really only built for one. We got about five feet before I tumbled out. Sly went down the hill at breakneck speed. Since there wasn’t anything at the bottom, I wasn’t worried about him hitting anything, but I was worried about him losing balance and cratering into the snow. I was shouting to him, “hold on tight, buddy!”
He doesn’t crater; instead he ends up at the bottom of the hill in one piece. Then the crying starts. I guess the trip down scared him.
Riley? He’s about halfway up the hill. We weren’t watching, he grabs the sled on the next trip, and goes down the hill on his belly. He does take a dive, and splits his lip a little, but guess what? He’s laughing. He grabs the sled and starts heading up the hill again.
Sly goes again, but this time from only a little ways up the hill.
Ry goes again, and when he hits the bottom he starts screaming. It’s only when I get there that I realize he’s not screaming because he’s hurt or scared - he’s screaming because the sled stopped moving! As soon as I start pushing it, he’s laughing again.
Because of the amount of ice (and the fact that Sarah is seven months pregnant) we decided to call it a day. Picked up Ry and he starts screaming again. He’s holding his arms out to another sled he saw on the ground.
Physically they’re so different. Riley is always the adventurous one, climbing, rough-and-tumble. Very coordinated. Slayton? Trips on flat surfaces. Rough and tumble, but if things don’t go his way he cries.
It’ll be interesting watching them grow up, to be sure.
