And still he stands. I've taken down all the Christmas decorations..except for my favorite chubby snowman who stands on my Grandma's table that stands in front of the picture window. This year, he reminds me of the snowman that still stands in our front yard, wearing Grandpa's hat. That snowman holds memories of laughing children, a squealing Mommy as she ran from the snow balls pelting her....of a Grandpa in search of an old hat and some eyeballs...memories of a cold, snowy winter day warmed by family! Winter is still young, kids...and there's
lots of snow..so if you're interested...Grandpa is a
master snowman builder...and Grandma is just waiting to take your picture!
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