Live in the Trees

I just remembered a cute little thing Abigail said the other day while we were sledding.

A couple of times her sled would veer off course and make its way into the pine trees along the side of our property.

It did it enough times we could yell “Cover your face!” and Abigail would put her hands up in front of her face as she slid through the branches.

Wasn’t any big deal, but each time I’d pull her out she’d look at me with these semi-sad puppy dog eyes and say “I don’t want to live in the trees Daddy.”

It was really cute.

– b