Here goes Kourtney trying to keep her balance sledding Yesterday Afternoon! Some parents watched holding their cups of coffee at the top of the hill, while others ran and jumped on top of their kids on a big tube, sending them flying in circles down the white powdery slope. I myself waited at the bottom of the hill trying to catch some good pics. Watching all of the kids sliding, I wondered at which age growing up does our pain tolerance suddenly decrease. Is is 16, 20, 25??? I observed some young kids nose diving over this 3 foot jump in the snow on all sorts of sleds...crashing, banging, flipping through the air landing on their heads! They all laughed and got up and ran up the hill to do it again! I pictured myself flying over that thing, and landing once on my tail bone would have done me in! I smiled at their fearless endeavors trying to "catch the most air." Honestly it made me feel old. I realized that I'm 27...not 77 and if I dont get some guts back now, and remeber how to have fun and stop worrying so much then...I'm going to end up rolling my self down a snowy hill in a wheel chair someday trying to get back my youth. That would be dangerous on so many levels and probably end up on an episode of Saturday Night Live, if the show is still around. It is important to remeber who we are and where we came from, and the funny things that we did as a child that made us who we are today. Losing touch with those memories and feelings will only turn us into adults. Turning into a "grown up" is much more desireable because it means that we have "grown" as people as we grew "up." Adults are just crabby and shallow.