The snow was so deep she kept sinking in up to her waist so she couldn't walk!
This allowed her brother...
...to pelt her mercilessly with snowballs from his perch up high, while she lay helpless, mired in the snow.
I did step in eventually and put a stop to it. But not right away. It was kind of funny.
The more it snows the more I'm plotting our return to Tunisia (or some other beautiful, warm place with gorgeous beaches).
|This is where I want to be!|