On January 21st, 2018, I took my two children sledding down a hill that I had sledded with Akiva two days prior. The ride had been delicious: a slow, powdery descent across the slope of a field. We stopped gently at the bottom.

Two days later I invited some friends, their two similar aged kids, and Martin to re-visit the lovely slide. It was about a 45+ minute hike from the house. We dragged the kids to the top of the hill. Trusting the lovely powder, I let my children go. But it was not lovely powder. It was horrible. It was a horrible hike out, up the hill to the nearest road with Akiva bleeding from his face and Iris crying with her leg broken. Our neighbor helped me get the kids to the road. Martin ran to get the car. We drove to the emergency room.

Jack & Jill went up a hill

to fetch a pail of water.

Jack fell down & broke his crown

& Jill came tumbling after.