On Monday it snowed the best Utah snow ever, the light and fluffy stuff. After Paul snowplowed we packed up the kids and went to Grandpa Gillespie's and used his 4 wheeler to pull a sled. I thought Wyatt wouldn't last long on the sled but he proved us wrong. He wouldn't get off even when his feet were up over his head. Wyatt held on for dear life. He had to land on his face before he would let go. That's him with the sad face.
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