The day started off with a yummy breakfast, compliments of Grandma. After finishing the last of the decorations and hanging the stockings, we all bundled up and Dad and Uncle Peter took the oldest 9 grandkids sleding. All us kids, ages 19 (almost) thru 6, all had a great time, and I think that the dads did too. Enjoy wading through all the sledding photos for the next 10 minutes!
Zeke. . .I don't believe that is the best way to come down.
(And yes, he did slide half-way down the hill like that.)
The sledd-er almost ran into the camera-woman.
Dad even got in the action - he held the "longest sled ride" record for a while too!
Isaac, trudging up the hill once again.
Athleticism runs in the veins of all the Hall males.
The grand finale was the "Train" - pretty much, the dads set it up so that all of the kids (with the exception of yours truly, who was in charge of videoing and taking pictures) would go down at once. They held onto each other's ankles, and I tell you - watching them fishtail when they got to the bottom was hilarious for us up top (but probably not so fun for those at the end of the train!).