But as any sensible person knows, you have to work hard before you can play hard.
Work hard I did!! I was very well deserving of a good play after all that shoveling.
So I took my bike for a spin
It didn't work as well as I though, so my ever-so-kind father made me a track.
After so much fun I figured I should do a little more work. So I kindly mowed the snow for my parents. They didn't bother to even throw a "thank you" my way!
So since they were so thankless I decided to just go back to playing.
Which included LOTS of me jumping and falling on my stomach (on purpose, of course!)
And on my butt. The snow makes a much better cushion than the floor in the house.
At long last, it was finally time to retreat inside...where a cup of hot chocolate and marshmallows was waiting
Snow, you can come back anytime you want!
Just too cute...made my day...
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