It started snowing on Friday night, and I was so excited about this new stuff I'd never seen before, I climbed up on to the windowsill to have a better look outside. Well, I couldn't figure out how to get down, so I started whining for help. Unfortunately, although dad heard me, he didn't think anything of my whining at first so didn't come to get me right away. I was stuck up on that windowsill for probably five minutes before he finally came and saved me!
Later on we got to go out and play in the snow and I'll tell you what -- that's some weird stuff. Soft and white and cold. And to go out and play in it, I have to be zippered shut into boots, a one-piece snowsuit and mitts. I feel like an astronaut in all that gear!
I had to come in early because I got myself all dirty playing in mud, but I watched Ethan and Isaac playing through the window for the rest of the time. While I was watching, I had the perfect opportunity to test out the full strength of my lungs helping dad yell for Aye-aah. Question is, who is Aye-aah -- Ethan, Isaac, or both?
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