We finally got a little snow that stuck around, so Anda and I made a snowman. She was adamant that it have a carrot for a nose--she started insisting on it as soon as I told her that the tiny ball I was pushing around was going to be a snowman. So once the pieces were in place, we went inside and got the biggest baby carrot in the bag. When we came back out, the snowman was gone. Or rather, it had fallen backward and become mostly indistinguishable from the rest of the dirty snow on the ground.
So we made another one. Being roughly eleven months pregnant, I think I earned the sticker I put on our family goals chart under "exercise" today.
I also want to point out that I was at a loss when it came to putting a mouth on this thing. Eyes from rocks are fine, but I didn't want to use too many then forget about them come spring time, when the lawnmower would discover them again. I asked Anda what we should do and she reached up and drew the mouth all by herself. What a smart little cookie!
She even named the snowwoman (she told me it was female), but the names she comes up with are so made-up-Tolkein-esque that I can never remember them. Just trust me: it was a good one.
I love those made up names. Such funny and smart babies! I didn't know Amy was going on a mission! That is so exciting and crazy! I sure like you and can't even wait until you have a baby to put pictures on your blog about! Miss you!
ReplyDeleteEleven months pregnant! That's got to be a record.
ReplyDeleteThat baby is going to be as big as this snowman.
Can't wait to meet Anda's little sister!