

I am not a fan of winter sports. I don't understand the draw of something like skiing where you deliberately go out in the cold weather and stay out there all day. My idea of a nice winter day is sitting inside with a good book and a cup of hot chocolate! However, I managed to be the one to get hit in the face with a snowball. We immediately had a discussion on how this was not a good idea.

We stayed out until Rebecca lost her snow boot inside the mountain snow pile. Miriam had been out long enough, too, but Joseph didn't want to come in. Jack finished shoveling and dragged in our reluctant boy.

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