Ow. Ow, ow, ow. Ow.
You'd think the near frostbite on my hiney last weekend (or two weekends before that or two before that,) would be enough to convince me that I'm too old to go sledding with my kids. *whimper* Next year, I'm getting myself ski pants and an inter-tube sled instead of plastic disc.
ow. ow. ow.
I mean, last time! Definitely the last time.
Ow.
I have a spectacular bruise this morning. Not that I can show it to anyone.
I believe you, you don't have to show anyone!