Then we headed outside and made ourselves a miniature snowman. Here he is when he was just the basics:
And then I went inside and stole a carrot from the chef to use as a nose. So here he is with fancy nose yet still no arms:
The carrot nose was a big hit with Owen—he talked about that for a long time. The stick arms were a big hit with Dorothy, and we had a hard time keeping her from stealing them and chewing them to bits.
And while Sean was cooking and Owen, Dorothy, and I were winter-wonderlanding, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum were upstairs thusly:
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We often have 5 cats on our bed. You'd think they were all freezing to death. Or perhaps suffering from sleeping sickness.
First snows are always exciting! I wouldn't mind if it snowed a lot more often here--as long as it's on days when I don't have to travel to work. Because driving 60 miles on bad roads kind of sucks.
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