Twice There Was A Snowman

November 23. That was quite a blog-free sabbatical. I like to pretend that we have a regular blog that sometimes goes into lapses and needs stopgaps. But the truth is probably more that we have a stopgap blog that occasionally lapses into regularity.

We sang/watched/talked about Frosty an awful lot around our house, to the point that the Zinho demolished our DVD of the old animated Christmas special. Here's his first snowman– a humble little fellow on a day when the snow was too powdery to pack and demanded a little more economy. The Zinho is doing an admirable job of veiling his disappointment that the snowman neither says "Happy Birthday!" nor dances any kind of jig.

And here's the second snowman- built on a nearly perfect Snowman Making Day and who, up until a couple of days ago, was going strong in the perpetual shade of that spot on our lawn. Leo's expression in the second picture is both priceless and totally unrelated to the snowman (TOOTSIE POPS!!! Two of 'em!).