A brave new world

The kids went to the sledding hill by themselves on Saturday afternoon.  They didn't want to go alone at first, but were finally convinced (somehow) by Mr. Ranch.  We did give them Mr Ranch's phone, in case they needed to call us.  As soon as they got across the street, The Girl called and asked if they could go to the next hill over, because there were kids (boys) there. She was amazed when I said I was watching her from the window and she better zip the phone into her pocket before going any further, but sure, go ahead. We've been enjoying watching the fun from our warm window.  They just called to say they are on their way back and would I meet them half way to help...the (plastic) sleds are really heavy.  Um, no....so much for independence.  When they returned, the report was that "The Boy is the slowest walker ever" (no surprise there) and that the granola bars I made are "tasty".  Excellent.  Now they are watching the X games...Mr. Ranch and The Boy are commenting on everyone's abilities and The Girl is picking out cute boys.  Oh, boy, no pun intended.