After they ate breakfast and Abby had her fill of playing with her new toys, Abby jumped up and down, still dressed in her pajamas. “Let’s go sled riding!”

One corner of Taren’s lips curled into a smile. “You didn’t forget, did you?” he asked flatly.

“Nope!” She smiled, knowing her father’s sense of humor. “Plus, I need to try out my new sled.”

“That you do, but let’s get you dressed first.” He leaned in conspiratorially. “I think it might be a bit cold out there if you go in your PJs.”

“Oh, Dad!” She took his hand and started pulling him toward the hallway. “Let’s go!”

Taren gave...