I woke up in the middle of the night to feed Anna and noticed it was snowing heavily. By 3 hours later, I was assuming it had been part of my dream. Wrong!
Anna fell asleep mid-morning so Léon and I went out and made a snowman. I thought I did reasonably well - my back is still sore from the pregnancy but I did manage to roll three balls of snow around the garden. I found a carrot, a plant pot and various accoutrements to make him look like a snowman rather than a pile of snow and felt quite pleased with the result. Pudge was pleased too, even giving him a hug. As the day went on, we had warm periods, blizzard periods and generally changeable weather, so by 4 hours later, he had unfortunately become more the leaning tower of snowman, than the upright soul we had created in the morning. I guess we don't get enough snowman-building practice here to perfect it.
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I see your snowman bears a strong resemblance to Tommy Cooper ,,, Fez an' all ,.,. jus like at !!
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