Yesterday afternoon was a whirlwind.

Edith had preschool until 3:30, then after party til 4 -after party is basically her and a few friends sharing snacks and running around after class is done.

Get home. Throw girls into snow pants, boots, hats, gloves, jackets and back out the door to go sledding.  It is something we haven’t done before, but wanted to.

We have snow, but the temperature has been so low (low teens to single digits or less) that we haven’t done it yet this year. 

Yesterday though it hovered near 30 degrees.  So I wanted them to have that experience, especially since today it is supposed to get near 40, melting much of what is on the ground.

But Marceline has Robotics club at 6. 

Thankfully everything is within ten minutes of our home. 

Preschool to home – 6 minutes or less. 

Sledding Hill – 12 minutes due to construction.

McDonald’s – 6 minutes from the sledding hill.

McDonald’s to home – 10 minutes.

Home to robotics club – 7 minutes.

Somehow we got in 30+ minutes of sledding. The girls went from timid to over the top joy in one ride down the hill.  We could’ve stayed for hours.  No one else was there, just us.  It was a perfect sledding experience.

The McDonald’s we stopped at got us through their drive thru line in under 5 minutes.  Crazy fast for after 5 pm. Bonus is that they got some cool little toys in their Happy Meals, they actually remind me of the toys we used to get from Happy Meals when I was a child. 

Anyways, made it back home with 15 minutes to scarf down our food before rushing back out the door torobotics club.

Despite my thoughts on how the robotics club is run and the lack of any sort of structure or instruction to the club, Marceline has had a blast playing around with the motors, remotes, and knock off technic pieces.

Without any real guidance she built a small windmill last week, and a remote control car last night. And she gets to keep all that even after the club is done so she can keep building on her own.

It falls over a lot due to being top heavy.  But it works and she was zipping it all over the room. She was so proud (I was too).

Felt like cramming a lot into 2 hours in the afternoon. But the girls had a blast.

And I’ll readily admit,I had a blast too. The girls happily screaming running up and sledding down the hill is one of those moments that makes me just feel lucky to be a dad.