Proud Observer

So captivated by his Father's swooping, sliding, racing descent that he entirely forgot his play and wanted only to gaze in admiration. He pointed, he waved, he giggled, he cheered. In his eyes, Daddy is the number one in the whole wide world.

A few moments beforehand (before he noticed Daddy carving up the snow) he was absorbed in the task of sliding like a pudding in a basin.