I was watching two of my grandsons for 4 days while their parents went on their annual float trip (aka "Whiskey Tango"). I was doing things around the house. The boys: Aidan, grandchild #1 and Austin, grandchild #4 where getting restless. (They where wanting to go swim) I had told them to give me just one more hour and then we would swim. I was in another room, they were in the living room. Aidan calls out "Can it snow in the summer Grammie?" I shout back, "no I don't think so." I was wrong.
Both of the little darlings got a roll of TP. They made it "snow in the summer." They threw the TP up and watched it fall back down. They made "snow angels" and even had a "snow ball" fight.
The best part of their "summer snow" was how much fun they had, and I had watching them. And as a bonus they even picked up all the "snow", put in a trash bag and set it by the toilet. Aidan informed me, "it's still good to use, after all you do is wipe your butt with it."
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