Life with my Little Sister

"Cold......!

Even though it was dawn, I was too cold to look.

I honestly think Phee and her mother, who can sleep with a look full of happiness even at a time like this, are amazing.

Summer is a little bitter, but midwinter fie makes the best pillow.

No, should I say hot tub?

Anyway, soft and warm.

So it will be a dispute with My Mother as to which one will hold and sleep.

Last night I was defeated by my mother at the initiative of the eldest daughter of the Crane Putt family.

The result is this.

It gets a little chilly today.

On the road to the bathroom, I looked out from the hallway where I became a kink and understood why.

"Snow -!"

White.

One side, white.

That world, buried in snow, was even fantastic.

(I slept early yesterday... Shortly afterwards, did you start coming down)

The grain of snow currently falling in its progression was very large, and at a glance if it was Japanese, it was like whining, "Oh, well, I'll pile it up."

Note that "It's snow...!" and I don't grumble abominably, so I guess I can tell, but I'm not from Snow Country.

In my previous life, I remember a Taoist acquaintance yelling, "I hate snowflakes and snow trucks".

I don't care what happens to snow.

Well, even if you're not from Hokkaido or Northeast, if you're a social worker, you don't like snow.

In my current capacity as a child, I like snow.

Still, the cold cotton falling from the slightly dark sky made me bud one determination with a certain emotion.

- Yes, let's play with the snow! and.

"White! Oh, white! Phew, I like it!

Seeing a garden transformed into a silver world, my sister is jumping a little.

Unlike me, he's a real kid, so he doesn't hammer the way he sneezes.

The snow, which had fallen until dawn, had already stopped and returned to the cold but blue and beautiful sky.

(Speaking of which, Phee had shown an interest in snow, even in the Ice and Snow Gardens...)

I couldn't play with you then.

I have plenty to do today.

"Phee, play with your brother today, with the snow!

"- Huh!"

Pikun, and My Angel makes my body jump.

"Yay, you play with snow for me...?

"Sure. Let's have plenty of fun"

"Ya..."

"Ya?"

"Yay, yay, yay! Phew, you can play with it! Phew, glad! Phew, happy! Phew, I like it!

They hugged me.

Uh-huh, warm!

"It's good to play, but we both have to keep it warm, right?

This winter's clothes have my mother's knitted yarn goods. Sweaters, mufflers, gloves and.

To Phee, yarn hats and yarn breasts are also available.

Fie, equipped with everything and transformed into 'this fairy too,' it looked adorable.

"Hehe...... heh! Warm!"

My Angel seems to like the yarn gear.

My mother was happy to see how it went.

"Noooo heh. Every year, I make it for you is your mother's little pleasure......! Even if Fee remembers to knit, I don't want to give in here."

My Sister has been teaching knitting from her mother since last year, but it's hard to say she's still good.

As you can see from the lack of good painting, apparently, my sister, is only good at messing with the dirt.

Others seem no different than normal children.

"Yay, yay! How do you play with snow? I want you to tell me!

"I don't... Let's build a snowman first."

"Make it! Phew, with you, make it!

And so I snowed.

Create two large and small snowballs.

I'm big, so Fee's tiny.

Later, take it on, and make it a snowman's primitive body.

If it's a foreign country, a three-step overlay is normal, but I'm ex-Japanese. It would be nice to have a bunk stack.

Cover your head with a bucket and see the branches in your hands. The eyes cut the larger branches into proper shapes, burned in the magic of fire, and blackened. The same goes for the mouth. No nose.

Big mess, but now it's done.

"Whoa, whoa! Yes, Snow Fairy! This, Snow Fairy! Phew, I've seen it!

Does the snow elf resemble a snowman?

Does a snowman resemble a snow elf?

Well, both are good though.

(Later, I definitely need this too)

From the unclean snow, make tiny balls.

And put it on the head of a snowman.

Hat replacement, next to the bucket.

(This is, that girl)

You saved that earth, you little hero.

"Thanks."

I whine like a solitaire and stroke it in the belly of my magical caged finger.

"What did you say?

"Yeah. Shall we play soli next?"

"Soli! Oh, the one who always tows!

Well, I don't have any real snow solids, so I'm just replacing the hemp bag.

Gather the snow, create a slope, and slide on it!

It's like elementary school kids slipping cardboard down the slopes of the lawn.

"Hehe...! Oh, this is fun! Phew, I like to shake!

I knew something I could move and play with, but it sounded like your sister's preference.

"Yes, yes! Mother! Mother wants to slip too!

My mother raised her hand vigorously as soon as something happened to her, she returned to her child's heart.

I didn't participate in making snowmen or slopes...

Unlike my beloved daughter, she doesn't really move her body...

Eventually, Mother also handed it over, played with a hemp bag called Soli - and made a snowflake or something.

Fee didn't know an animal called a rabbit.

Speaking of which, it hasn't even appeared in the picture book we have.

"Pretty! Rabbit, pretty! Phew, I like rabbits!

Not only Haniwa, but these normal things, they seem to like it.

By the way, I like lop ears if you're a rabbit. I think those ears are so cute.

But...

"Fee's cute too!

"Yikes!

My sister, who was accidentally hugged by me, rejoiced.

(But a rabbit...)

If I made a rabbit food or a catfish food, could I sell it?

But can that be a delicate problem in a world where there are beasts or something?

"Yay, snow, fun! I can do all kinds of things! Phew, I love snow!

A full smile.

If Tachiko, who I've known in my previous life, asks, I think she's going to look straight at me.

"Al, Al, if you say snow play, there's something else you can keep, right?

"Hmm? Do you even make a beak?

"That would be nice too. I'd love to eat something warm inside. But it's not, something more active."

"Ha ha."

You made it.

That's the same kind of macra throw for school trips.

"Is that you?"

"Array!

Looking at each other and laughing at each other, Phee came in there.

"Meh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Meh! Phew, listen to me!

"Already. Fee is a yakimochi baker. Okay, I'll explain, okay?

That's how it passes, an overview of the snowball battle. Sister's eyes lit up a fighting spirit.

"I'll do it! Huh, I'll do it! Same team as in!

"Eh! Mother, I envy you! Well, I'm not gonna work with Abel!

A mother hugging her best friend who was beside her.

"...... hmm. I won't do anything less than fight."

No, if you mean it, I think it's usually corpse cumulative.

"All right, let's do it, Fee!

"Phew, I'll do it! Win and kiss me! Reward!

When, to talk about that.

"What if we lose?

"Phew, I'll kiss you! Phew, comfort me!

You're out. Either way, 'result kiss'.

For that reason, even today, our sister challenged the snow with vigour.