Dashing Through the Snow... On Skinny Skis!

Nothing says 'Merry Christmas' quite like swapping traditional sledding for wildly unstable cross-country skis and watching family members discover muscles they never knew existed! Our holiday tradition took a sporty turn when someone (looking at you, Bruce) suggested we burn off the sugar cookie overindulgence with some 'relaxing' Nordic skiing. What followed was anything but relaxing as we discovered the true meaning of 'technical terrain' and 'insufficient waxing.' The kids quickly mastered the art of skiing while the adults perfected dramatic falls that sent poles flying in all directions. Santa clearly approved of our athletic endeavors—how else to explain the muscle relaxant cream and Advil that mysteriously appeared in everyone's stockings the next morning?