Like a lovely winter morning, we woke up today to find our yard covered in white.
Yep, we got rolled. It was a very polite rolling. They didn’t leave much to clean up.
And they were very quiet. They didn’t even wake the dogs.
I know as an adult I should think about the seriousness of the crime (some people would call it that), but I just thought it was funny.
My daughter, who turns 16 tomorrow, thinks it’s funny, too. My son, 19, just matter-of-factly said, “We got rolled,” as he left for school. No big deal, just business as usual.
Yeah it’s a mess, but messes can be cleaned up.