Ugh! I can totally relate to the narrator as soon as the book begins. He starts off by complaining about winter not being fun because he lives so far out in the country and the only people to play with are his older sisters. I remember this being one of my major complaints about growing up. I grew up on a farm and only had my siblings to play with most of the time as well. As I am reading this book it is like deja vu for me. I remember my dad being worn out from working on the farm just as this boy is reminicing and hearing about past blizzards that covered houses in snow like the boy is told by his grandmother. So the boy wishes for some excitement in his dull winter. That night something happens to their wood burning furnance and starts a huge fire. They all have to get up in the middle of the night to make sure the rest of the house doesn't ignite. Many of the neighbors come to help contain the fire. After they have the fire under control they all have a feast to celebrate putting the fire out. In the end the boy learns a lesson from all the chaos and decides that he admires his sisters and decides to get along with them.
The pictures are like painting in this book. They are gorgeous. I think this book is great for any young child and teaches a valuable lesson.
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