Hanging out in Lake Clacid

No, that's not a typo. That's how I say it. Lake Clacid. Mom and Dad and Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Amber and Eric all say, "Lake PLAcid." but I know better. I know everything. I'll be three in a few weeks and that's practically college.
I did learn some new vocabulary this week, though. I learned more about sledding. And I tried to use the sled as a snowboard. See below: 

Aunt Amber and I went down the little hill and then she made me carry the sled back up. No, just kidding. I told her, "I DO IT!" I love snow!

Dad rocks. He took me down this little hill a bunch of times...in preparation for ... tobogganing! Another one of my new vocabulary words for the week. Have you ever been tobogganing? Well, what you do is this: first you get a cool sled. Then you climb a really really big staircase and go down this super icy slide right onto a lake!

It was so much fun! Can you tell how high the slide was from this picture?

On Mirror Lake someone built a bear sculpture and around it there was slippery ice. Of course, I had to test out my new skills and went sliding on the ice, this time sans sleds.

Mom also took me ice skating on the lake, but it was snowing and we didn't bring the camera. I did really like it and learned how to shoot a puck after walking/skating up to a random kid and asking him for his stick. I think I might have to play ice hockey. Mom says first I need to learn how to do a waltz jump and spin like the people on TV this week.