We Just Wanted To Feel Cold On Christmas Eve ....

... is that so wrong?

In Ashy's defense, she had a really small breakfast.

The first of many wipe-outs for Miss Avery ...

No worries.

She always manages to get back up and lick the snow off her face.

Meanwhile, Anistyn's behind me throwing snow in her face ...

... and surprise-surprise,

... she doesn't like it.

Jared finally talks Ashy into going it alone ...

He says, "Everything will be fine."

"Sledding is SO fun."

"It's perfectly safe."

"ASHY!!! WATCH OUT FOR THAT STUMP!"

"Ohhhhhhhh Fuuuuudddddggggggeeeee."

And she's OKAY!

World's Worst Snowball Maker.

Avery stays busy with her "Snow Projects" ...

She denies any accusations that she looks cold ... 

Anistyn agrees to sled, but only if she doesn't have to look ...

Jared somehow manages to talk Ashy into another run ...

This time, more fun, less tragic.

Avery's making snow angels.  And no, she's NOT cold.  Would you please stop asking?

Jared plays "Tip The Two-Year Old" with Anistyn ...

Afterward, a disgruntled Anistyn stomps over to me and tells me that snow is highly overrated.

Her sisters do not agree with that statement.

Anistyn and I hang it up, head back to Big Blue and spend the rest of the afternoon watching everyone else sled in the comfort of our pj's, with the heat on high ...

That whole bit about wanting to feel cold on Christmas Eve?  Yeah, nevermind.

Merry Christmas everyone!