While most other dads were, presumedly, sitting on their couches watching the Olympics while sipping a brew of choice, I was outside with the family for yet another night of 'night sledding.' As we walked to our starting point, my shadow cast a well-padded figure across the new snow bed (yes, we got more
). The disk-like sled that I carried made the figure look like Boromir as he stood warming himself by Gandalf's unnatural fire.
Later, I shared another moment with the Steward's son character as I lugged a little one back through the snow.
