“I’ve cleaned up your messy bottom loads of times,” mama replies with laughter tinging her voice. She squeezes you gently. “I’m a bit surprised you’d be okay with messing your nappy, but I don’t mind cleaning you up, sweetie.”

You give mama an embarrassed smile before cuddling into her. You only get a few moments to do so, however, before the lift reaches the top. You ski a short distance from the lift and turn, expecting to find mama right behind you, but mama seems to be talking to the man running the lift.