As previously mentioned, one of the best things about winter is snow, because that means sledding. Check me out, shredding the local hill with Momma. Those are the looks of two people having fun!
Here's me flying solo. I only wish the hill was longer.
And, of course, every man for himself. You ride it down, you pull it up. Unless the hill is really steep, or the snow is too deep, in which case Daddy has to carry me and the sled. One advantage of short legs!
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