Serge and Violet love to sled. While I stand at the bottom of the hill like a calf destined for veal, the two of them go up and down a hill at the local park.
Yesterday, as you can see, Serge got a bit carried away with himself.
Forthcoming: the story of how he set himself on fire yesterday. And didn't realize it for quite some time. Even though the fire alarm HAPPENED TO BE GOING OFF.