Day: August 28, 2018

Snowball Fight

I get my mischievous tendencies from my mom. It takes me the time to finish the Snowpal to come up with an evil plan. It involves distracting Dad, then shoving a handful of snow into his face.

It’s hilarious, and it leads to an immediate snowball fight. Apparently, I declared war, you see.

First Blizzard

As usual, when the twins are at school and mom is at work, it’s just Dad and I. And seeing today’s weather, we decide to hop on a quick trip to Willow Creek… and we’re greeted with more than we asked for. We’ve barely passed the town’s frontier that it turns out we drove into a blizzard.

Far from discouraged, we head to the Willow Creek park. We’ve wanted to see snow for too long to be deterred by a little wind!

And it’s so worth it.

Below Zero

Mom brought an odd machine back from the lab where she works. She says, if she upgrades it enough, she might help us feel less cold outside.

I think Mom’s becoming a bit of a mad scientist. Dad maybe has a little too much trust in her talents. He tries to do his daily yoga outside — and nearly freezes to death.

Don’t wear shorts outside in the winter, Dad.

At least, this chimney is fast to come in handy.

Cold Mornings

It’s started. The glacial morning air and the time for big sweaters and scarves. And hats, don’t forget the hats.

Mom is installing a brand new chimney in our living room. She whistles as she works, saying that way we’ll keep warm without getting electricity bills that make you want to freeze to death. Dad says she’s mostly hoping for Santa to visit, and he won’t if we don’t have that chimney.

The house is transformed inside and out, and the pale winter sun highlights it with its dull glow.