ava broke her three year streak of good health and came down with a cold. she went to bed on friday a little pile of misery, but woke up in saturday in pretty good spirits. we all awoke (at long last!) to a winter wonderland, and john and ava went sled shopping.

sled in hand, we started off for the park, pulling ava up the snowy sidewalks and (softly) cursing the particularly responsible citizens who were out shoveling. three quarters of the way there ava suddenly decided she didn't want to go sledding. ignore and proceed.

to my surprise and dismay, ava's whining increased once the sledding got under way. we got in a few nice runs...

... but mostly we got alotta this...

... and then the entire way home she did this...

... which led me to believe she was actually quite sick. of course, a few hours later she wanted to go to swimming and looked like this...

... so don't feel too sorry for her.