It was painfully cold outside, but my dad offered to take the boys tobogganing down the hill in front of the Central Library.
Luckily, we managed to get a few runs in the snow and freezing rain hit. For about 15 minutes, the boys raced down the hill and despite sliding off their magic carpets just about every time, the boys had a blast. For 15 minutes, their laughter warmed us up enough to forget about the numbing cold that I’m pretty sure only I felt.
It was so worth it.