Snow Trampo

About two weeks ago, there was the following rare combination of events:
- 3 inches of snow on the ground
- Mom out for the evening with a friend

Dad gathered Pete and Sam, and very seriously stated: "Guys, we have an opportunity to do something here that does not come along very often. But it's going to be painful, and scary, so don't agree to do it unless you are sure you have the required courage and bravery."

Well, dad was going to have them guess for a while and then finally reveal the activity. However, this became unnecessary when Sam immediately yelled out "Snow Trampo!"

So everyone headed off to the snow-covered trampoline in the bitter cold and darkness, wearing a shirt, pants, and socks. Dad and Sam were completely unable to stand on the slick surface, with a big bowl in the middle where the snow had accumulated. Pete, however, managed to stand/jump/etc with no difficulty - it was reminiscent of those bugs who walk on water, or penguins who effortlessly run around all day on sheets of ice.

After about 5 minutes, Sam had enough. This was the end of Snow Trampo. Until next time?