95.Snowball. 
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My snowman will win," Mike said confidently.
"
No way! Your snowman is odd-looking!" Cassia teased.
"
Silence kids, your grandmother hasn't decided yet." Their father said amused.
Grandmother Margret stood before the two snowmen silently regarding them. She shook her head ,"
They both lose," She announced and bent down gathering snow in both hands and hitting the two snowmen. She then turned around and started throwing snowballs at her grandchildren and her son.
And the battle was declared! Snowballs were being thrown randomly. When Grandmother Margret is having fun you take advantage of it. Who knows when it will happen again.