# Snow Day

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Posted by Robert on December 17, 2022 at 20:40:02

Hi everyone.

I haven't posted in a while, but I have a good one for you involving both Sam and Robbie. It's kinda similar to one from last year, but it's wet and it's good.

So, we just had a really big dump of snow recently, and being the good boys they are, Sam and Robbie wanted to go out and clean the driveway. They usually end up shovelling a bunch of the neighbours' too, despite the closest neighbour being a ways down the street. But that particular one is an old lady and she wouldn't be able to do it herself anyway.

Well, here's something about how it went:

"Sam, hey Sam! It snowed!" said Robbie.

"Huh, what?" asked Sam, who was still in bed.

"It snowed! C'mon!" said Robbie.

Robbie was in a black sleeveless shirt, with black short shorts (stuff he wears to bed).

"Get out of my room," said Sam.

"Fine, I want to get ready to go in the snow!" said Robbie.

"Alright, alright, I'll get ready too. Now get out!" said Sam.

Recently, Sam has been much more sullen as a teenager - must be the hormones. Anyway, he's still a good kid.

Robbie came out dressed as he was for breakfast - something he usually doesn't do, so I knew something was up.

"Aren't you cold?" asked Lisa (my wife).

"Nah, it's nice inside," said Robbie.

He started eating some cereal, as Sam joined us, dressed in a black t-shirt, a white hoodie and black snow pants.

"Why're you dressed like that now?" asked Robbie.

"I thought we were going in the snow," said Sam.

"We are. Soaked," said Robbie. "You know, the underneath layers are soaked, the outer layers are dry?"

"Oh," said Sam, giggling a little. "I'm gonna eat first, then I'll change."

The boys finished eating cereal, and wound up in the bathroom. Robbie had put on some new-ish black running tights, left on the black sleeveless shirt, and put on a pair of shorts over the tights. He had socks on too. Sam had on similar, except his tights (yes, he has a pair now!) were light grey (soon to be dark grey), and his shirt wasn't sleeveless.

I was walking back down the hallway as Robbie emerged, 100% shiny. "That looks cool," I said.

"Yeah, feels f***ing awesome, too," said Robbie. "Gonna feel even more awesome when I put stuff on top.

Sam emerged too, and seemed a bit surprised I was there. "Oh, uh, hi Dad!" he said.

We have laminate flooring, so the mess they were making is easily cleaned up. They went into their rooms and came out wearing thick snow pants (like these: www dot sportchek dot ca/categories/men/bottoms/snow-pants/product/ripzone-mens-kenow-20-insulated-pants-color-333782055_01-333782055.html#333782055%5Bcolor%5D=333782055_01) and had on winter boots. Robbie's were like these: www dot sportchek dot ca/categories/men/footwear/boots/winter-boots/product/helly-hansen-mens-bowstring-primaloft-winter-boots-non-slip-color-333252845_20-333252845.html#333252845%5Bcolor%5D=333252845_20, while Sam's were like these: www dot sportchek dot ca/categories/men/footwear/boots/winter-boots/product/columbia-mens-bugaboot-iii-winter-boots-waterproof-non-slip-ligh-color-333512619_01-333512619.html#333512619%5Bcolor%5D=333512619_01. Each had on their toques and jackets, and had gloves in their hands (not on yet). All-in-all, you would never know they were completely soaked underneath (except you could see a tad of the shine from Robbie's shirt poking out around his neck because he hadn't fully done up the zipper).

So far, the boots were dry, so I made a comment.

"You're missing something," I said.

"What?" asked Robbie.

"Aren't you gonna soak the boots?" I asked.

"Of course," said Robbie. "While shovelling. But the inside is soaked already since we had wet socks on."

"I see," I said, smirking.

Anyway, the boys went out and started shovelling the snow from our property first. They were actually doing a great job and not really messing around. I went out and offered hot chocolate after they'd been out around 40 minutes.

"Sure!" yelled Sam, who's voice cracked a touch, to my amusement.

Lisa made some hot chocolate and I took it out to them.

"Ah, refreshing!" said Robbie.

"It's cold out," I said.

"Nah, just a bit nippy," said Sam.

"Teenagers," I said.

"No. Teenage boys! Arowyn gets cold all the time," said Robbie.

"I see," I said, smirking again, knowing full-well that they were probably freezing.

They finished their hot chocolate and headed out to the neighbour's property, which is almost as far as the trail to the river and waterfall. The rest of the story I have gotten through hearsay, so it's not exact quotes.

"Come on, Sam, let's see if the water has frozen over first. Then we'll shovel Mrs. G's snow," said Robbie.

"Sure," said Sam.

The boys went to the river and found that most of it was still water.

Long story short, they got 100% soaked in the river before coming back out and heading straight to Mrs. G's. She was, well, shocked and worried.

"Did you fall into the water?" she asked in her gravelly voice.

"Didn't fall in - we jumped in," said Robbie.

"In this weather? You'll catch pneumonia," she said.

"Nah, we'll warm up doing your driveway," said Robbie.

Sam was actually quite cold, he said afterwards, but like Robbie said, they did warm up.

Mrs. G gave them hot chocolate too, and insisted they go inside her house to dry their clothes.

"We can walk home, it's ok," said Robbie.

"No, I insist," said Mrs. G.

So the boys went inside and apparently completely undressed to their tights (which were obviously soaked and still soaked) while Mrs. G put everything in the laundry and fed them.

I was starting to wonder where they were, so I bundled up and went out to look. When I didn't see them in the driveway, I thought they must've come back and gone the other way as we have another neighbour a ways the opposite direction. Nope. I got a tad worried, when my cell phone dinged. It was Lisa texting me.

"Hun, they're in Mrs. G's house. She just called," said the text from Lisa. "They were soaked."

I headed back to Mrs. G's and knocked on the door. She answered.

"Sorry about the boys," I said. "They like to get, well, uh, wet, from time-to-time."

"I noticed. They voluntarily went into the river. In this weather," said Mrs. G.

"I can take their stuff back, you don't have to fuss," I said.

"Nonsense, I'll dry it. Once that stuff is done, they can take off those wet tights and put back on their winter stuff and head home. Not sure how I'll get the boots dry, though," said Mrs. G.

"Don't worry, I'll run back to the house and get their shoes and the car," I said.

So back I went to get some shoes and the car. It was maybe about a 15 minute walk and a 2 minute drive, but it was THAT cold...

The boys were playing on Mrs. G's computer since they had rightly left their phones at home (they knew what they were doing, ha ha). But it was old and all they could find exciting was some two-player card game. But they were having a blast.

I stuck around too, as I didn't want Mrs. G to be too burdended about this, and sat with the boys while their stuff dried. I did get some old newspaper from Mrs. G and stuffed the boots - to at least get the process started. But I was shocked that they had basically shovelled the entire driveway while 100% soaked (in and out).

Anyway...

Their stuff got done, but instead of taking the tights off, they put the stuff on over top again.

"We're only going down the street, Mrs. G," said Robbie.

"But you'll wet the seats," she said.

"Nah, these are thick enough and the tights are dry enough," said Robbie.

So we left, and got back home, and they both ended up back in the bathroom later in their tights and other clothes, and had more fun, before Robbie headed out that evening for an outing with Arowyn.

I never did post a Halloween story this year. I had written it, but didn't save and lost it, and didn't feel like writing it up again. Plus, it wasn't really a "wet" story until well afterwards. But in short, Robbie went with Lester and another friend, and they all went as girls. Were really realistic-looking too - the only way you would have known they weren't was if they spoke (or in Robbie's case, since he was wearing a sleeveless dress, if he lifted his arms). Got lots of candy, and lots of looks as they were talking a lot. Robbie only soaked the outfit after he came home (he and Lester were originally trying to convince their other friend to go soaked too, but he said "you're already making me dress like a girl!" so they didn't push it further. Sam went with Idoshe (his girlfriend) but dressed in Harry Potter costumes - he was Harry and she was Hermione. Not wet either, but still fun.

Everything else they've done recently has been very boring, so I haven't felt like posting. In fact, this might be my last for a while as the boys are growing up and Robbie's considering out-of-town university, so he'll be away. He said he may write stories here, but figured he'd probably not feel like it. Sam is, well, Sam. Sometimes he's really into this, sometimes absolutely not. Whatever, I don't care. If they want to get soaked, they can. If they don't, great.

Thanks for reading.

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