In for a penny, in for a pound......right? What's the perfect thing to do after a wonderful morning sledding, when everyone's starting to get really worn out and tired, sick of their layers of clothes, and ready for a rest? Did you say "snowmobile ride," because you'd be dead on! What kid, or mom for that matter, wouldn't want to wear an uncomfortably tight Evil Knievel helmet, inhale a nauseating amount of gasoline fumes, and bump, and I do mean BUMP, their way through picturesque mountain trails? We decided to indulge the dads and all go for a ride. Pat left with a big smile on his face, Lizzy kept complaining her head hurt, and Peter fell asleep. Hmmm, not sure we'll go for the snowmobile ride next year.........unless I get a turn to drive!
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