Walking up the hill was cold...
Standing at the top of the hill was cold...
Equally cold was losing my snowshoes (shoes attached) under the sled. (Yeah, that's Mom LAUGHING about it.) This was sort of the clincher for me. "Mom, can't I wait in the car? Can one of you come with me?" Mom and Dad did not make a believer out of me on our first family snowshoe trip sans backpack.
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You're a trooper, Elsa! I'm sure the second trip will be a lot more fun!
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