This year has been rather unusual because in my part of the world, we have little or no snow on the ground. In previous years, snow has been plentiful as a standard ingredient in the Canadian winter scene.
In the winter of 1991-92, my eldest daughter Lisa loved showing her little sister Jenna how to have fun tobogganing down the small hill in the park across the street from our house. Snow, a hill (no matter what the size) and a toboggan equaled hours of fun and laughter. And the fun was perfected by a cup of hot chocolate to warm up with after play time, made even better if it had tiny marshmallows on top.
