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Johnny and Jimmy were looking out the living room window. They had their faces glued to it and they both had a smile on their face a mile long.
“Oh dear,” said Mother, seeing what the boys were looking at. “No school today.”
“Yeah!” exclaimed the two brothers simultaneously. “Another snow day!”
“I am going to go and get dressed and go outside and play,” said Johnny.
“Sorry,” said Mother. “But you can’t go outside today. That is a really bad snowstorm.”
“So we get the day off school,” said Jimmy. “And we can’t go outside and play. That doesn’t seem fair!”
“Fair or not,” said Mother. “We have to stay safe.”
“What are we going to do then?” asked Jimmy.
“I can think of a number of things we can do,” said Mother.
“If you think we are going to spend a snow day cleaning up our room,” said Johnny defiantly. “I don’t want to.”
“Neither do I,” said Jimmy.
“Well,” said Mother. “I thought today would be a good day to paint your bedroom wall. If your room is a mess, I won’t be able to paint.”
“Can we help paint?” asked Johnny.
“Yes, can we?” asked Jimmy.
“Yes, you boys can help,” said Mother. “However, you are going to have to get your room cleaned up right now.”
Mother had never seen the boys run upstairs so fast in her life. Once they were upstairs, she went downstairs to the basement to get the painting supplies. She took them upstairs to the boys’ room and she was so proud of what they had done so quickly. They had picked up all their toys and put all their clothes away.
“Thank you boys,” said Mother.
“What can we help with?” asked Johnny.
“Well,” said Mother. “We need to lay this piece of plastic down on the floor so we don’t make a mess of the carpet.”
The boys helped Mother roll out the plastic. Mother gave the boys each a smock to put on and then she gave them each a small brush and she showed them how to paint around the trim. Johnny and Jimmy were very careful and meticulous in their work and they did not get a single drop of paint anywhere but on the wall. Mother soon had one wall completely painted. The boys helped her with the other walls and soon their room was a beautiful blue color.
“I love it,” said Johnny, proudly.
“I do too,” said Jimmy.
The next week there was another snow day and the boys were very excited.
“Mother,” said Johnny. “What are we going to paint today?”
“How about the kitchen?” asked Mother.
“Sure,” said the boys.
By the time winter was over, Mother and the boys had the whole house painted inside.
“Now that we have painted the whole house,” said the boys. “What are we going to work on next?”
“Well,” said Mother, seeing that it was a beautiful spring day outside. “The outside of the house needs painting!”
Jason was outside in the front yard making a snowman in the foot of snow that had just fallen.
“Jason,” said his brother, Thomas. “Let’s have a snowball fight.”
“Okay,” said Jason, putting the finishing touches on the snowman.
Jason and Thomas were throwing snowballs at each other when their neighbor saw what they were doing.
“You boys be careful,” said the neighbor. “I wouldn’t want to see anyone get hurt.”
“We will be careful,” said Thomas. “We promise.”
The neighbor went into his house and Jason and Thomas stayed outside for a few more minutes. They were soon tired of throwing snowballs so they went inside their home. About an hour later, there was a knock on the door. It was their neighbor.
“Mr. Jackson,” said Thomas.
“Hi Thomas,” said Mr. Jackson. “You boys don’t know anything about a snowball hitting my living room window, do you?”
“No,” said Jason, who had overheard the conversation. “Thomas and I came into the house a few minutes after you went inside.”
“I see,” said Mr. Jackson, not totally convinced that the boys were innocent. “If you happen to think of anything, please let me know.”
“We will,” said Thomas.
“What was that all about?” asked Mother, coming out of the kitchen.
“That was Mr. Jackson,” explained Thomas. “Someone threw a snowball at his living room window and broke it.”
“Oh dear boys,” said Mother. “I have told you boys about throwing snowballs.”
“Mom,” said Jason. “We didn’t do it.”
“Are you sure?” asked Mother.
“Yes,” said Thomas. “Jason is telling the truth. We saw Mr. Jackson outside and then when he went into his house, we came inside as well.”
“I see,” said Mother.
“I don’t think Mr. Jackson and Mother believe us,” said Jason, that evening before they went to bed.
“The important thing is that we know we didn’t do it,” said Thomas. “This will all work out somehow.”
“You think so?” asked Jason.
“Yes,” said Thomas. “I do.”
The next morning Mr. Jackson was outside and he happened to see a branch on the ground from a big tree in his front yard. Part of the branch was sitting on the window ledge where the window had been broken.
“Oh dear,” said Mr. Jackson to himself. “I had blamed those poor boys for throwing a snowball at my window and here it was a branch had fallen from that tree and broke the window. I have to apologize to the boys.”
Mr. Jackson went next door and knocked on the door of his neighbor’s house. Mother answered the door.
“I just wanted to let you know that the boys did not break my window yesterday,” said Mr. Jackson. “A branch had fallen from the big tree in my front yard.”
“I thank you for letting us know,” said Mother. “The boys will be happy to hear that.”
“Please give them my apologies,” said Mr. Jackson.
“Yes,” said Mother. “I will.”
“Who was at the door?” asked Thomas, coming down the stairs.
“Mr. Jackson,” said Mother. “He said a tree branch had broken his window. He said he was sorry.”
“Oh good,” said Thomas. “I am glad he figured it out. Jason and I were worried about it.”
“I want to say I am sorry too,” said Mother. “For not believing you.”
“That is okay Mother,” said Thomas. “We are just glad it is sorted out.”
Some people would think I am crazy and some would say I am insane but I love winter. I love playing in the snow and I especially like making a snowman.
When I see the first snowstorm of the season, I do not go into hibernation mode. Instead, I dress warm and I head outdoors to enjoy the beauty and wonder of the first snowfall. The snow is always crying for me to build a snowman and that is what I do.
I would start with one tiny snowball and roll it around in the snow until it is the biggest snowball I can make. I make three different snowballs and the biggest one is always the bottom of the snowman, the second is his mid-section and the third is his head. I would build the tallest snowman that I can.
Once my snowman is built, I find myself thinking of him and I wish that he would come to life. However, he is not magical or mystical. He is just an ordinary snowman that I built out of ordinary snow. In my thoughts though my snowman would come to life and he and I would take to the streets to celebrate his life and we would run and play and talk together for hours.
“I’m alive,” said my snowman, walking around my front yard. “Thank you for creating me. Oh, it is so good to be alive.”
His voice seemed so real to me that I would have to keep checking back to my snowman to see if he really was alive or not. I was shocked to find that one day, he was actually walking around my yard. I could not believe it.
“Yes,” I said incredulously, taking my snowman’s outstretched hand and dancing with him on my front yard. “You are alive!”
“I want to go for a walk,” said my snowman. “Please come with me.”
The snowman and I walked and walked. We kept walking all night long and the funny thing was that once the snowman saw the sun rising he stood perfectly still and he could not even talk anymore.
As hard as I tried, I couldn’t budge him. I couldn’t get him to move. He was just three snowballs piled on top of each other. I was very disappointed and I didn’t know what to do because we were miles from home and it was pitch black outside. I decided that I was going to have to leave my snowman where he was for the night and then come back in the morning to fetch him.
The next morning I went out to the woods to where I had left my snowman and he wasn’t there. I couldn’t find him anywhere.
“I’m over here!” I heard a weak voice.
I turned and there was my snowman wedged between two trees. He was stuck.
“How will I ever get myself out of this mess?” cried the snowman.
“Hold on,” I said, remembering that I had a saw in my garage at home. “I am going to go get my saw. I will be right back.”
“Oh dear,” cried the snowman.
The snowman was so afraid that I was going to use the saw to cut him up into smaller pieces so I could get him out from between the two trees. However, scared as he was, he couldn’t move so he had no choice but to stay put.
I went to my house as quickly as I could and grabbed my saw. I returned to the spot where my snowman was and I cut down the smaller of the two trees. I was able to get my snowman free of the jam he had gotten himself into.
“Thank you,” said the snowman, taking a look at himself to make sure all his pieces were intact. “I thought you were going to cut me into pieces. I am so relieved that you didn’t. I suppose I should not be walking through these woods. They are just a little too tight for my liking.”
“I agree,” I said. “Besides, I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
“You are very kind,” said the snowman. “I think from now on, I will just stay on your front yard.”
My snowman and I walked carefully back to my house and he did stay on my front yard for the rest of that winter.
“I think a cup of hot chocolate might help fix things up,” said Mother, looking at her six year old daughter, Trinity when they got back home from the emergency department at the hospital.
“Yes,” said Trinity, rubbing the new cast on her left arm. “I think so too but now how will I ever be able to skate?”
“That I do not know,” said Mother, setting down a cup of hot chocolate in front of Trinity. “But, you are going to have to be more careful on the ice.”
“What about the marshmallows?” asked Trinity.
“They are in your cup already,” said Mother. “Now did you hear what I said about the ice?”
“Yes,” said Trinity. “I did and I know. I will be more careful.”
“What happened to your arm?” asked Dad, coming into the kitchen after coming home from work.
“I was playing on the ice in the backyard,” said Trinity. “I slipped and fell. I broke my arm.”
“Oh dear,” said Dad. “I am sorry to hear that. You will have to be more careful though. Having a broken arm is not going to be much fun especially when you are learning to skate.”
“Will I be able to skate this winter?” asked Trinity.
“We will work something out,” said Dad. “I know how much you want to skate but you are going to have to make sure you take good care of that arm first.”
“Yes,” said Trinity. “I can’t do much right now with my arm in a cast.”
“No,” said Dad. “At least it wasn’t your right arm though. You will still be able to go to school.”
“Poor Trinity,” said Mother after Trinity decided she was going to go lay down for a while. “She wanted to learn how to skate so badly.”
“I think we can still get in some skating,” said Dad. “We will give her a few days for her arm to feel a bit better though. I think I have an idea.”
Trinity moped around the house for the next few days. She was really disappointed that she couldn’t skate. She waited all year to be able to skate and now that winter is here, she was afraid that she wasn’t going to be able to.
One day, Dad knocked on her bedroom door. He had an armful of foam.
“Daddy,” said Trinity. “What are you going to do with the foam?”
“I am going to wrap your arm up in this foam,” said Dad. “And then you will be able to go skating.”
“That is a great idea,” said Trinity, with a smile from ear to ear.
Trinity enjoyed her time skating with Dad that afternoon. She did trip a few times because she didn’t have proper balance but overall she did really well.
“Thank you Dad,” said Trinity. “That was so much fun.”
Dad and Trinity went skating most afternoons after school and on weekends and despite having a broken arm, she didn’t let that stop her from doing what she wanted to do.
There was a big black bear that lived deep in the woods. His name was Georgie. Georgie was in the middle of his hibernation. He woke up one afternoon and he was very warm.
“How can I sleep if it is so warm in here?” asked Georgie to himself. “I think I am going to have to wake up and go outside to cool down.”
Georgie woke up and he stepped outside of his cave.
“Now,” said Georgie, taking a good look at all the snow that was around him. “That is strange. There is a lot of snow outside still. It isn’t springtime yet but why am I so warm.”
Georgie went to visit his neighbor, Peter Porcupine.
“Hi Georgie,” said Peter. “I see you are having problems hibernating.”
“Yes,” said Georgie. “I was so warm in my den that I had to wake up. What is going on? Why is it so warm? There is still plenty of snow outside.”
“Well,” said Peter. “I think there is a bad flu bug going around. You are warm because you have a fever. I have one too and it is making it very hard to sleep.”
“What is going on?” asked Georgie. “Why do we have a flu bug?”
“Flu bugs are just something we can get if we don’t look after ourselves,” said Peter.
“Oh wait,” said Georgie. “I seem to remember getting the flu bug one other year too.”
“Yes,” said Peter. “I remember that too. You had to go to the doctor. Maybe you should go to the doctor again.”
“Did you go to the doctor for your flu bug?” asked Georgie.
“No,” said Peter. “I don’t like going to the doctor.”
“Well,” said Georgie. “I think we should both go.”
“I guess maybe we should,” said Peter.
Georgie and Peter went to the doctor’s office. The doctor examined them and then he gave them some medication to help them to feel better.
“Here you go,” said a nurse handing Georgie and Peter a lollipop as they were leaving the doctor’s office.
“I am feeling better now,” said Georgie, when they got back to Peter’s home.
“Me too,” said Peter.
“Do you still not like going to the doctor?” asked Georgie.
“I don’t mind now,” said Peter, enjoying his lollipop.
“Good,” said Georgie. “I am going back to finish my winter’s nap. See you when the snow melts!”
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Have a safe and warm winter!
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Q: Where do snowmen keep their money?
A: In a snow bank!
Q: What happened when the icicle landed on the snowman’s head?
A: It knocked him out cold!
Q: Why was the vet so mad?
A: It was raining cats and dogs!
Q: Where do snowmen put their webpages?
A: On the winternet!
Q: What did the fog say to the light rain after her vacation?
A: I mist you!
Q: How is snow white?
A: She’s pretty good, according to the seven dwarfs!
Q: Why was the snowman’s dog called Frost?
A: Because Frost bites!
Q: What do freezing rain and cake icing have in common?
A: Both are a glaze!
Q: Why is the sky not happy on clear days?
A: It has the blues!
Q: Who doesn’t like to sit in front of the fire?
A: A snowman!
Q: What cloud is so lazy because it will not get up?
Q: Why do raindrops like lightning at night?
A: So they can see where they are going!
Q: Why does frost not like to lie out in the sun?
A: It burns too easily!
Q: What do you get if you cross a shark with a snowman?
Q: How did the rainbow know is it was lost?
A: It was a clear day!
Q: How easy is it for wind gusts to talk to each other?
A: It is a breeze!
Q: Where do Snowmen go to dance?
A: To a snowball!
Q: What did Jack Frost say to Frosty the Snowman?
A: Have an ice day!
Arnie Lightning is a dreamer. He believes that everyone should dream big and not be afraid to take chances to make their dreams come true. Arnie enjoys writing, reading, doodling, and traveling. In his free time, he likes to play video games and run. Arnie lives in Mississippi where he graduated from The University of Southern Mississippi in Hattiesburg, MS.
Fun Winter Stories for Kids You and your child will enjoy these special winter stories for kids. Each story is about includes a moral lesson and includes cute and colorful illustrations for early and beginning readers. These stories are great for early & beginning readers, reading aloud at home, and bedtime stories. -2,500+ words -Cute winter stories for kids -Perfect for early and beginner readers -Funny and hilarious winter jokes included -Bright and colorful images for early and younger readers These stories are great for quick bedtime stories and cute tales to be read aloud with friends and family! Fun for the entire family! Kids and children can practice their reading skills and enjoy the holiday season. These special winter stories are sure to get you and your family in the holiday spirit. The hilarious jokes will have everyone laughing! Story List and Activities: -No School Today -Don’t Throw the Snowball -My Stuck Snowman -Trinity Goes Ice Skating -Georgie, the Warm Bear -Plus Jokes! Best-Selling Children's Book Author, Arnie Lightning Arnie Lightning is a best-selling children's book author with a straightforward goal. He wants his work to create a positive impact in the lives of others through children's books. Learning morals, lessons, and good character can start at a young age. Arnie's books reflect this. By providing a comfortable and entertaining environment, learning can be a fun activity! Scroll up and click 'buy' to make some special Christmas memories with your child!