It had snowed the night before. The ground was covered in a beautiful blanket of snow. As I stepped out onto the porch, I had to stop and stare for a minute because we don't get snow very often where I live.
Being the kids that we were, we couldn't wait to build a snowman, but first we had an impromptu snowball fight with my older cousin Brad. Eli threw one at Brad and then it was on. Brad got a big pile of snow to make sure his snowball packed a punch. He wasn't playing when it came to snowball fights. I was walking around in the yard when it happened. I turned around slowly and I was met with Brad throwing a snowball that hit me right in the shoulder All I remember was the blur of his jacket as he was running towards Eli. Man, did that hurt! As I regained my balance, snow was coming out of my mouth as I stuttered while trying to speak.
"Madison, I didn't mean to hit you," Brad assured me. "I was trying to get Eli back and I you came into my path as I was aiming for him. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wasn't expecting it!"
Soon after, I dusted my coat off and the boys resumed their game. I made sure to get as far away as possible this time because I didn't want to be caught off guard again. "You're going to get it now!" I heard one of the boys say and they ran to hit each other. I let them have their fun. As for me, I went back inside where it was warm. That cold weather was not my friend at the moment.
Have you ever been the unexpected target in a game with your family?
P.S. I'm in the midst of finals and my birthday is tomorrow(!), so I may not post until the weekend.
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