And it fell...
And it fell.
Before anyone could say "Jack Frost", there was a lot of snow on the ground. The boys got the sled out of storage. Put on hats, goggles, boots and muffler, opened the door and looked out.
"It's awfully quiet. I don't hear anyone. And there are no cars."
"Follow someone else's footprints, I guess."
But there weren't any footprints to follow, and anyway, Mother put her foot down and said, "No. Absolutely no sledding. There's too much snow."
Too much snow! How could there possibly be too much snow?
"I wanna go sledding!"
"Maybe we can go tomorrow."