I was telling you about snow and the parents’ fundamental misunderstanding of it the other day. You’ll probably find this hard to believe, but it’s even worse than I first let on.
Every time it snows Daddy rushes outside with a shovel. I know what you’re thinking: He’s has to gather up as much of that snow as he can before anyone else takes it. After all, I’ve seen those big tractors running up and down the road carrying it off like they own the place. It would make sense to collect it before those greedy fellows stole it all. Unfortunately, he’s actually doing quite the opposite. I have found him, on multiple occasions, getting rid of the snow! Just when you thought parental behavior could not become any more baffling.
Fortunately, the Grand Parents that I told you about before anticipated this eventuality and provided me with my own shovel to thwart Daddy’s ludicrous endeavor. Now when I see that an area is getting low on snow, I can carry snow from a place with more and redistribute it, maintaining the snowy atmosphere. As always, faithful reader, you can count on me to keep the world in balance.