
For reasons passing understanding, papa has never warmed to the idea of snow. He's stuck in this antiquated idea that snow is troublesome and that we should only have a blanket of fluffy, white snow for a week at Christmas each year. Thankfully, Mother Nature has had other plans this year and everywhere I go there are mountains of snow so I can slide down. It doesn't matter how high these hills are or where they are located, as long as I have snowpants on I'm ready to start flying down these makeshift slides. This weekend at King's Landing it was even better because I wasn't the first kid to hatch this hill sliding plan, so there was a nicely formed path for me.
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