My one regret about winter was that there was never any snowman snow. It was either too cold for the powdery stuff to stick together, or so warm that everything melted and it started to rain. Well this afternoon I looked out the window and saw the sunshine and the snow, and I thought: could it be? I opened the side door and grabbed a handful to test. The snow packed together perfectly in my hands. Huzzah!
So on this beautiful "spring" day, my children and I got all dressed up in our winter duds and headed into the front yard where we built a snowman. By "we" I of course mean me and by "snowman" I mean snow toddler, since my creation was about the same height as Jadzia. Here's a pic that William took to commemorate the occassion: