It has snowed & snowed for the last few days and we finally made it outside together to build a snowman.
The snow was perfect for packing & Ian was sure that Mr. Snowman was going to run around the yard and play while he was sleeping. He whispered to me that we should name him Frosty...so sweet.
"Snowman-building" quickly turned into an all-out snowball war...and I ended up with snow down my sweatshirt, in my boots, and a wet rear end!
The man below is the culprit. Next time...I get the snowball maker AND Alec on my team.
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I had to laugh when I saw his expression of pure joy in pelting his sweet family with snowballs. I keep picturing that scene from Elf... ROFL!!
Frosty is adorable!!
too cute. I think I can recall Jeff throwing a few snowballs at me as a youngin', too!!
WHITE WASH!! (that's what he used to call it Erin!) Some things never change I guess!
Looks fun!!
I note the Snowman kit continues to get good use !
I note the deadly aim, the slightly maniac grin, and no favorites attitude still exists.
I also note, 41 years later, the boy is still not wearing his hat !
It looks like your snowman came from the Gap!
Ha-Ha!
That crazy high councilman and his relentless snowball arm!
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