December
I woke up on a morning in early December. I had on a tshirt and flannel pants. I got up from the bed and stretched and yawned. I walked into the kitchen and over to the window and parted the curtains. The sight I saw was wonderful. Snow was falling everywhere. My face lit up with joy and I smiled.
I ran back to our bedroom and began jumping on the bed."HARRY! HARRY! WAKE UP!"
"What is it? What's wrong?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"It's snowing Harry! It's snowing!" I laughed and jumped off the bed. I slid on my Ugg boots. I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the bed. He threw on a shirt with his flannel pants and grabbed his phone off of the end table. I led him to the garage, and I pushed the button fo it to open. I bounced in front of it excitedly, and when it was retracted enough fo me to go through, I ran out onto the driveway.
I spun around with my arms spread wide, taking in the first snow. "Look here." Harry said, and I paused with my arms oustretched looking in his direction. He snapped a photo on his iPhone. I ran back over to him.
"You always get so excited for the first snow."
"I know. It's beautiful. Let's do winter stuff today." He typed on his phone, and I stood on my toes and looked on.
There was the picture of me. My arms were held out and my head was turned to look back at Harry, but my back was to him. Under the Instagram photo was a caption: Ali's a bit excited over the first snow!
I smiled and dragged him back into the house. We ate breakfast and then went to change. We both changed into snowsuits. I had black snow pants an a pink and turquoise snow jacket. I put on a pair of waterproof boots. I put on a beanie over my hair, which I kept down, and slipped on my black gloves. I looked to Harry, who was similarly dressed.
We ran to the garage and got out a sled. We took it and walked to the park down the street, which coveniently had some big hills perfect for sledding. We went to the top of the hill and Harry sat down on the sled and I sat in front of him. We sled down quickly. We probably went down ten times, and there were paps capturing every moment of it.
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We went home that afternoon and had a light lunch.
"Let's go grocery shopping! We can have a big dinner!" I suggested.
"Okay, sounds good." I went and changed. I put on skinny jeans with a heavy purple sweater and my cowboy boots. I put on a grey knit beanie.
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We came home and unloaded all of the groceries, and pretty soon, we were cooking away. Harry checked on the chicken we had in the oven.
"About a half hour." He said. He began to make the stuffing, while I stirred the noodle and gravy. I popped the marble cake in the oven. I got the noodles and put them in the strainer in the sink and set them down. Harry got the green beans almost done.
"Alright, the beans are done." He said.
"Wait." I added some toasted almonds and butter. Harry took out the chicken and carved pieces for us. I loaded noodles onto our plates and poured gravy on top, and then Harry put on stuffing. We both sat at the table and ate.
"The green beans are delicious." He said.
"Thanks, it's a secret from my grandmother. You did a great job on the chicken."
"Well, my dad was pretty good with the meat." I laughed as we ate. I left the dining room and took the vanilla chocolate marble cake out of the oven. I took out a tub of chocolate icing and frosted the cake. I cut two pieces of cake out and brought it back for Harry and I.
