Had a fat stack of blueberry pancakes at breakfast with mom and dad.
Back at the house, the mayhem commenced.
That kind of special mayhem that snow brings out in people.
Bundle up in 10 layers of clothes and go throw each other around like rag dolls.
We got a nice, slick sled..... tied it to the back of the quad..... and the fun began.
Joe whipped us around and around trying to make us tumble out.
He almost always succeeded.
We had loads of laughs and eventually retired to the warmth of the house and to hide from the whipping winds.
Some venison cheese steaks and a hilarious game of "Things" (in which I was able to force my mom to read a slip of paper that read "Suck it Mr. Dickcheese") rounded out the day.
Tomorrow morning we have to drive back to New York to switch the car.
Sad to see the monster bus go.
But glad to step it up in the world of motor vehicles.
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