The California branch of the family is visiting this week.
My daughter-in-law had never slid (slidden? slod?) down a snowy hill. To rectify this deficiency, a bright blue sliding tube was procured for her use.
My older son showed her the proper tubing technique.
After some coaxing and assurances, my daughter-in-law took a try.
My younger son tubed next and had a fast, bouncy ride.
Finally, I was persuaded to take a turn. It was a thrilling ride for me as I spun around and shot down the slope backwards. I am sure that I was the happiest 63-year-old on the hill.