weekly exploits: you strapped me into what?!?

mom told me that cross-country skiing was like this.

coasting thru the mountains, all cozy in your appropriate gear.

sounded lovely.

they let me "drive" the truck up to the mountains.

and bundled me up.

wait, wait, wait.

i have to be strapped into this?

with a littler baby than me?

can I least have a blanket like his?

this just seems like a bad idea. 

and you're going to pull me behind you on those stilts? 

no thank you.

ok. it wasn't that bad.

it was rad. 

thanks dad and nelson for hauling us around in the snow.