Boundaries disappeared as the kids rolled the first ball of snow up and down and back and forth between ours and a neighbor’s yard, trying to control it as it grew larger and larger until it grew too large to maneuver.
The gigantic snowball was abandoned and the kids turned to something else. What’s playing in the snow without a snowball fight?
As the first snowballs flew, our neighbor (Why does he live in a neighborhood full of kids?) opened his door, “Don’t you guys have a yard?”
Knowing my kids, the looks on their faces were priceless. They kept their comments to themselves until coming home. Coming in with fits of giggles they gave our neighbor a new moniker—Scrooge.