Soren was very upset that he didn't get to go skiing, so when he woke up from his nap, I took him sledding.  Since he loved sledding last year, (at 15 months old!) I thought he'd immediately take to it.  It took a few runs down the hill for him to remember, "Oh yeah, this is fun!"  At the end of each run, I'd look at Soren and expect to see a look of terror on his face (he did cry the first slide down the hill), but pretty soon all he had for me were huge grins.  As soon as the sled came to a stop, he hopped off my lap and toddled back towards the top of the hill.