I was sleeping. I woke up. I went downstairs. I ate breakfast. I watched TV. Then it started to snow really hard. I knew it was going to snow because the night before I flushed 4 ice cubes, wore my pj’s backwards, and slept with a spoon under my pillow.
Then we went outside and we got our four-wheeler out. Dad attached a sled to it. We rode on it a few times. Then I made a snowman. It was named Snowy.





















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