Around the House We Go

As the air starts to get colder I am craving for the snow to fall. Most people are dreading the time where the snow hits the ground and we don’t see bare ground until March. I am opposite from these people. I love the snow, and the memories that come along with it. There are three favorite traditions I have that come only when there is snow. Today I will tell you about the first one, which is snowmobiling.   

Ten years ago, we had new neighbors move in across the street. These neighbors soon became like family to us. One thing my brother and I were excited about when they moved in was they brought a little Kitty Cat snowmobile along with them. Starting the first winter we had with our new neighbors we would ride around and around their house pulling people on a sled. Of course, the maximum weight on the Kitty Cat snowmobile is 50 pounds, so we soon outgrew that.     

Therefore, over the years we have slowly graduated into bigger snowmobiles. Now we use a full size snowmobile. I have either sat on the sled or have driven the snowmobile around the house at least 50 times each winter. This is what we do on our free time. We used to be screaming of excitement so loud our moms would have to come out of the house and tell us to be quiet. Sometimes we play games like trying the hit the person on the sled with a snowball, or seeing if we can jump on the sled as its being pulled around the house. I have had endless snowballs in the face and people piled on top of me as I ride around. 

Now as we have gotten older, we build jumps for the sled to go off of, or sometimes we drive in the road after a big snowfall. More times than I can count, I have been on the sled when it crashes into the fence, or I have rolled into the snow from the sled flipping over because the snowmobile is going too fast around the curve.

After hours of this excitement, we always go into the warm house. We defrost up our numb bodies with blankets, a warm fire, and hot chocolate.