Snow Battle!

It's a good thing that snow melts - otherwise we'd still be removing it from our ears, eyes and mouths! We had quite a snowball fight yesterday. Tom's drum-playing friend was here, so that made five of us in a snow melee. We weren't on teams - it was every man for himself! Things got downright vicious at times, when someone would sneak off and wouldn't be noticed missing until someone else got a direct hit! It was dark which made it much more challenging. At one point I looked up and saw Tom barreling towards me like a linebacker and before I could gather my wits, he had flattened me in the snow with a flying tackle. That was a little disturbing. Tom definitely needs to learn the finer points of a snowball battle! Jerry, being the strong and silent type, chose to lurk around the yard and bombard anyone he thought wasn't paying attention. Things got a little harsh at some points, like when Tom's friend began launching snow from a shovel at everyone (at least he didn't throw the shovel!), and Tom pulled snow out of my birdbath which had water mixed in with it and threw that at us. Those were slushballs, not snowballs. Yuck! We had a great time, though. This snow day was most definitely not wasted!