When I was young, we had an ice storm in Athens that got all of us out of school for about a week or longer. That was the second best part of the storm. The number one thing about it was getting to sled down the hill in front of my house. We used my Dad's old sled from when he was a child, so it was already an old toy then.
In the snow that we just had here, I pulled out the sled and let the children have at it.
Yes, poor Layton is wearing pink gloves. We couldn't find any gloves in his size. Just mittens. He wanted gloves, so he had to wear pink. Sorry little man. He will hate me for this one day! HA!
A sled that is easily 60 years old still makes for fun in the snow. :)