"Dad!!" Younger Amara shouted as she ran through the snow," Look it. It's snow! Ahhh it's freezing."
"Careful Amara!" Dad shouted back," Don't forget about the ice. You don't want to slip and fall now do you?"
"Hahah," Young Amara laughed. Running through the snow, Amara had purposely went to the ice. Trying to keep her balance, she tried to skate even though she didn't have the right shoes on. Next thing she knows is that she's falling. Bam, there Amara was laying on the ice.
"I told you to be careful," Dad said trying to control his laughter," Let's go back inside and get some coco. That sound like a good plan?"
Little Amara giggled and ran towards her father. They both had headed inside for a cup of hot chocolate. Inside, Amara's mother was already at the stove
