Our Bolivian Snow Bunny

When I told Roxana to wear boots and a parka today to work -- that she was coming sledding with us -- her words were, and I quote "Oh Miss Leef, I don't want to die." Either she figured I'd relent (ha) or I'd take pity. But no, when the time came I insisted she at least walk up with us to see the sledding hill.

Within minutes, with just the slightest bit of prodding, she was racing down the hill on a saucer. "I'm never going home," she insisted. Charlotte, Harry, mom and dad all had fun, but honestly, I think Roxana's first-timer thrills trumped us. She's already talking about bringing her kids over on Thursday, before the snow melts, to show them just how much fun a little snow can be.

Editor's note: T-Minus 2 days until Harry's blue snow togs touch down. I've given up trying to take pictures that obscure his pink legs.