Blog Entry 3. - Ahhh, the sweet joy of a snow day

The greatest snow day ever was in 6th grade. I woke up at the time I normally do on school days, and I looked out the window. “There is no way we’re going to have school”, I thought to myself. I immediately turned on the radio to see if we did. The list went on forever and finally they said, “And no school for Olympia”. Just hearing those five words made my day. I ran to my brother’s room, woke him up, and told him we didn’t have school.
A couple hours later, me and my brother were outside sledding. The driveway was as big as a mountain, and covered in ice and snow. This was probably the best place to go sledding. After a couple hours of sledding, we took off our snowy boots and went inside. The smell of chicken noodle soup filled the house. We put our boots back on and went out in the snow covered yard after getting all warmed back up and eating soup . It took forever to find another hill to slide down. We finally found the perfect one. It was the biggest hill I have ever seen. My brother and I attempted to climb up it, but it just wasn’t working. Sadly, we went back to the driveway to sled. A couple more hours past and all the snow was worn off the driveway.
Our mom came outside saying that there was hot chocolate inside if we wanted any. I was pretty much frozen, so I decided I was going to go in, and stay in for the rest of the night. Drinking my hot chocolate and bundling up in blankets, I thought to myself, “This was the best snow day ever.”