Dear Hagen,
You got a baby sled as an early Christmas present, and Laney seems to love dragging you down the road on it. By the time she got up from her nap on Saturday, it was after dinner, so we just went out and sledded in the dark. The thing leaves a pretty distinctive trail, so if your sister ever decides to run away from home and haul you along, it won't take a Native American guide to track you down. Also, your sister's work ethic tends to peter out around 1/10th of a mile into any adventure.
You figured out pretty early on that if you rock back and forth in the sled, you can get yourself going down a hill all by yourself. We're going to need to keep an eye on that.
If Laney had chains on her John Deere tractor and could hook you up to the tow hitch, we might never see y'all again.
Love,
Mom
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