Although my mother and father-in-law Solweig and Bengt would have a hard time believing this, it doesn't actually snow very much in the city here in Vancouver. Solweig and Bengt happened to be visiting three years ago when for the entire month they were here, minus maybe the first two days, the city was buried in snow. But in a normal year, we try to make the most of each snow day in the city, always aware that it could be the last of the year.
So when we woke up to snow a couple of weeks ago, there was nothing for it but to throw on our snowsuits and head outside.
Anna was quite impressed with her first snowman, though the nose didn't last long. Seems that it was irresistibly tasty, and while mamma had her back turned shoveling the walk, the carrot disappeared down Anna's throat.
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