While we were relaxing at the cabin, it snowed just beautifully during the night! We went out right away after breakfast to sled and explore.
"Wow," I said, pulling the sled and looking about me,
"This is beautiful," breathed Charlotte.
"It really is a winter wonderland!" Kirsten exclaimed.
"Okay," I said, pointing the sled downhill, "hop on!"
Kirsten sat down behind me and I picked up the rope to head on down. However, there was one slight problem.
"Hm, we don't seem to be moving," Kirsten observed.
"Yes, how queer," I added, "Charlotte, would you give us a push?"
"Sure!" she agreed, but just as she gave Kirsten a shove, what did she do but jump on back as well!
"And away we go!" Charlotte cried.
We went flying down the hill, all three of us clinging to each other for dear life and laughing as the snow blinded flew in our faces. It was grand fun, and when we reached the bottom we all fell off and lay breathless in the snow.
"Yipee, I'm going again!" Charlotte announced, picking up the rope. "Who wants to come with me?"
"Would you look at that?" I murmured to Kirsten. "That's our proper, fashionable sister!"
"Oh hush," Kirsten said, "I guess she knows a good time when she sees one!"
"I know," I laughed, "but aren't you just a wee bit surprised at her enthusiasm?"
"Well, maybe a little," she admittted, "C'mon, let's make a snowman while our "fashionable sister" flies around."
"Okey dokey," I said, and began rolling snowballs.
"He's a little small," Kirsten said critically, "but little ones are a lot easier to make."
"Hey, nice snowman!" Charlotte said.
"Thanks! How's the sledding?" I asked.
"Thrilling!" she replied gleefully.
"Here are some sticks for arms," Kirsten handed me one and stuck one in her side.
"Ta-da!" I said, "He looks pretty good!"
"Sure! It looks beautiful!" Kirsten agreed.
"Let's do it!" I cried.
It really was gorgeous and we had a marvelous day!