Backseat Rider

Christmas of 1982.  I was 2 years old and obviously not the favorite child.  My only option was to take a “back seat” to my sister, Meghan (age 5) if I wanted to sled ride, even if it meant riding on my stomach down the slope.  Apparently this was seemed like a safe idea to my dad (pictured) and my mom who snapped this shot!  This picture pretty much sums up the next 30 years of my life.

(submitted by Kristin)