When I was little we visited my Great Aunt Jerry and Great Uncle George in Tahoe. It was one of the first memories I have of playing in the snow. I remember thinking I had found the coolest popsicle as I ran across the street to show my parents. They quickly jumped to tell me to stop eating the icicles because they could give me worms. Yum! So I stopped eating them! Soon after I also found out that the yellow snow was not lemon flavored snow cones. Don’t worry I didn’t actually eat the yellow snow. Gross!

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