Three months from now, I’m going to hate myself for saying this, but waking up to 3 inches of snow the other morning, was AWESOME!

I honestly don’t know why I was so excited, but I couldn’t wait to put on my snow pants and roll around in it!

Z was excited too, in fact, as soon as her Daddy pointed out this new discovery, she put on her snow boots and rushed outside at 7:30 am.

We spent the rest of the day doing anything, and everything you could possibly do in the snow. We started with a snowman of course. Z was super excited, but once she learned how hard it was to actually roll a giant snowball, she left the snowman building to me. It took me a while. There really wasn’t that much snow to work with, and every so often I’d roll over a giant dog terd that would stick and I’d have to start fresh.

Once the snowman was built we moved on to a snowball fight, which eventually turned into snow cone making. We even did a little bit of sledding. FYI, regardless of what you’ve seen on TV, trash can lids do NOT make good sleds.

We didn’t stop until we were both freezing cold and wet!

The snow unfortunately did not last long. Later in the day when it began to melt, Z was beyond disappointed. She was so worried about snowman, she checked on him every 10 minutes or so. When he began to lean backwards, I realized that the moment he fell over, Z would be inconsolable.

Sure enough, the next day, he toppled over. Z discovered it before I did…..


I quickly jumped into action and tried to resurrect Mr. Snowman. The body was still in pretty good condition, but his head had a suffered a severe blow which left it in three different pieces. I was somehow able to smush him back together, and get him standing again. He didn’t look pretty, but it was the best I could do. Z was satisfied and that was all that mattered.

Later that evening when Dad returned home from work, after greeting us at the back door, he said, “What the HELL is with that super creepy zombie snowman outside?”

After investigating, I noticed that snowman was now leaning forward, in a very odd zombie like position. His face was so disfigured, you couldn’t tell what was an eye, or what was a nose. To be honest, I have no idea why he was still standing, but he was, and it was kind of creepy.SnowmanSo, that gave me a great idea! This year, I totally want to build an army of zombie snowmen in the front yard. Talk about original, right?

I’m so excited! Can’t wait for the next big snow fall! Does anybody know where I can get some FAKE Blood?

Snowman with Face

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