Tobogganin'
This past Saturday, we attended the 15th Annual National Toboggan Championships. Sally and her accomplices chose to mock the festivities by dressing up in costume, as the 'Village Soup Retrievers'. I participated as a member of the French and Brawn team, and managed to qualify for the finals, which were held on Sunday (initial runs were held on Saturday). Unfortunately, our team didn't get the chance to compete for the championship because....well, because we'd all just about had enough after Saturday.
Michael, Enzo & dad waiting for mom to finish her run.
Enzo checking run times.
My wife is a dog.
Go Dogs, Go!
This looks much more frightening from the other end.

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You'll notice no photos of me going down the hill, as Sal was apparently too busy wiping snot from various kids' noses to take any photos.
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