“Thank goodness we are almost there,â€? I say with a heavy sigh.

He laughs and we pull up to the lake. I get out of the car and he runs to grab my hand.

“Dork,â€? I laugh.

“True true,â€? He laughs back.

We walk up then stand there in silence looking over the lake. He lets go of my hand and runs over a distance. By the time I turn my head to ask him where he was going, a snowball hits my shoulder.

“Stop!â€? I yell.

He hits me again.

“Oh now your going to get it!â€? I laugh and make a snow ball.

“Bring it on!â€? He taunts me.