The last couple of years we have celebrated in the new year with some good friends, the Fullmers. This year was a lot of fun. We ate pizza and other yummy treats, played the candybar game, played a quarter game, and then went outside to go sledding behind the fourwheelers. The Fullmers just moved into a new home in a new subdivision and their house is the only one down at their end of the street. So they put a fire pit in the street and we warmed up by the fire as we were waiting for turns to go sled. We were going to roast marshmellows for smores but everyone was soooo stuffed, we decided to bag it. The road was perfect for sledding. Since they are on a dead end street, the plows don't get down there as much as they do the main streets, so their road was packed with snow, which made for perfect sledding conditions :) We really had a blast doing this. For me it brought back a lot of memories from when I was a little girl. After a big snowstorm, we'd go up to Huntsville, where my Grandma and Grandpa Wangsgard lived, and my dad would take us tubing around the town behind the tractor. They didn't snowplow the roads up there right away, so the roads would get snow packed (which was perfect for sledding). We'd go all over the town of Huntsville, on enertubes, behind the tractor. It was a blast. This made me think of that :)
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I love your tradition. I love spending new years eve with our family too. traditions are great!
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