After we trudged our way through the two feet of snow (the kids were literally sinking up to their waists and needing help) we got to the top of the big hill. At that point I noticed there was blood on Jackson's face. He had little scrapes all over his nose, chin and forehead!
We slid for about an hour and trudged back through the snow to get to the car. On the way back I inspected the massive snow ball. Turns out it was a freaking piece of ice.