Sledding?

We tried to go sledding with un-napped kids, which did not work out well. It ended up being Cloe and I dragging them up slushy snow, punctuating the constant wail of both kids with our gasps for air. I put Zoe on her skis from the Trocathlon, but she did not seem to understand what to do with them: If I wasn't holding onto her she would obviously immediately fall into the snow, but if I WAS holding her, or actually touching any part of her body, she would interpret this as the cue to go completely limp, and would slump into the snow. It was like one of those mutant goats that faints when you clap.

Here is alex in a rare moment in between screams. Although not red with anger, you see that he is not impressed.