Jessica was nice enough to blog about our trip to Mt. Baker. She even put up a video she made about our trip. If you haven’t seen it you need to, it is too funny. She missed one of the most hilarious moments of the day though. While the other kids were using their bodies as a sled, Cody stayed where it was safe, with me and Chad. I have to say, she is a lot like me. Some call it fear. I like to call it commonsense. Anyway, out of the corner of my eye I see Cody moving across the ice and snow. Quickly. I look over and she has both arms stretched out in front of her like a child saying, “Ooh, a butterfly! Ooh, a butterfly!” She began to chase that butterfly across the snow covered mountain trying to get it to land on her hands. The chase didn’t last long though, because the next thing Chad and I see are Cody’s feet and arms flailing in the air. And with a thud she hits the ground on her rump and back. All she could do was lay there in the snow, and all Chad and I could do was laugh… hysterically. After relaying to us, dramatically mind you, that she had to have broken her coccyx she slowly picked herself up and brushed off the snow. All the while Chad and I are still laughing…hysterically.
Suffice it to say, her coccyx was not broken and the butterfly, unharmed by it all, gracefully floated away.
This is Cody. All I have to say is I was trying to save the butterfly from a horrible frozen untimely demise.
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