What happens when an almost eleven year old girl invites ten of her friends to a sledding party for her birthday, and two days before the Big Day the snow that was on the ground starts to melt?
She starts to pray. Just a little bit for snow.
And that just a little bit of almost eleven year old praying for snow…turned into a lot of snow. A lot.
Like, an official snow day on her actual birthday, a lot. And around here, that never happens. Not in the last 20 years has it happened.
The sledding party was a success.
After two hours in perfect powder, there was a pile of soggy clothes by our door and ten giggly girls in the living room sipping hot chocolate.
Being eleven is cool.
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