There's a new day I just learned about. It's called Snowday. It comes after Thursday where Friday should normally be. On Snowday you don't go to school or work. You eat soup, play doll house, and go sledding in the park with your parents. Then you go out to eat. This past Snowday we went to Art Hill. You can see lots of other people celebrated that way. I finally got to wear the Pinkalicious snowsuit I got from my aunt Andrea! Sledding takes a good deal of trudging but it's worth it.
I went with my dad several times before I went all by myself. Later we warmed up at the Boathouse where we watched the ducks fly in for the night as the Sun set.
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Willa, This is the 3rd time I've tried to leave a comment about your first experience at sledding down "big" Art Hill. I don't know why my first 2 comments didn't post; hopefully, this one will post.I was so excited and laughed so much at you sliding down the hill! I could tell you were having so much fun! You have such a "gut" laugh...it makes me laugh! I'm glad mommy and daddy gave you this experience. It's fun, isn't it? I remember when I was much younger sledding down Art Hill.....we had so much fun!
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Willa, This is the 3rd time I've tried to leave a comment about your first experience at sledding down "big" Art Hill. I don't know why my first 2 comments didn't post; hopefully, this one will post.I was so excited and laughed so much at you sliding down the hill! I could tell you were having so much fun! You have such a "gut" laugh...it makes me laugh! I'm glad mommy and daddy gave you this experience. It's fun, isn't it? I remember when I was much younger sledding down Art Hill.....we had so much fun!
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