When it snowed at the weekend, mum asked us if we would like to go out and play in it. IS SHE MAD??? We used to play in it when we were young and foolish, but we are older boys now with more sense. Anyway, she chucked us out the door! That shouldn't be allowed surely.
Flynn: I ran right under the hedge where there was no snow.
Eric: And I went under the swing hammock.
Flynn: Mum kept trying to get photos of me under the hedge, so I had to move away from her. I tried to keep my feet out of the snow.
When I got to the end of the hedge, I had to walk on the nasty white stuff.
Yuk! I do not like this cold stuff one bit.
I don't care what she says, I'm heading back indoors.
Eric: Good idea, I'm coming too.
Okay mum, so we've been out and walked in it, now take it away again.
Hang on a minute Flynn, there's an interesting smell here.
For goodness sake Eric, never mind the smells, lets get back in by the fire.
Flynn: I ran right under the hedge where there was no snow.
Eric: And I went under the swing hammock.
Flynn: Mum kept trying to get photos of me under the hedge, so I had to move away from her. I tried to keep my feet out of the snow.
When I got to the end of the hedge, I had to walk on the nasty white stuff.
Yuk! I do not like this cold stuff one bit.
I don't care what she says, I'm heading back indoors.
Eric: Good idea, I'm coming too.
Okay mum, so we've been out and walked in it, now take it away again.
Hang on a minute Flynn, there's an interesting smell here.
For goodness sake Eric, never mind the smells, lets get back in by the fire.
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