Finals season study break with my sis, Maddie, got a little competitive in the snow. If you heard shrieking from our front yard this morning, you definitely know who won the last round (me, obviously). Nothing like frosty cheeks, wind-messed hair, and laughing until you can’t breathe. I’ll call this snow therapy.
March 6, 2026
Those snowballs weren’t regulation size, Addie, but nice win. Next rematch, I’m bringing my gloves with actual grip.
You just want an excuse to raid my glove drawer again, Maddie. I’ll brew the cocoa for round two, winner gets first pick on our next playlist.
This looks straight out of Little Women, if Jo March had snow in her hair and competitive finals energy. Save me a snowball for after AP Lit, Addie!
Elie, you would thrive in the March sister chaos out here! I’ll have a perfectly packed snowball (and maybe hot cocoa) waiting for you after AP Lit, come join the madness.