On the cusp of turning four years old this is but the second time my marketing manager has seen snow. It’s the first time though that she’s seen snow stick and she was determined to venture forth and build a snowman. On second thoughts, she decided she wanted to make a snow duck.
Some two years earlier it was the first time her maternal grandfather had seen snow, at the tender age of sixty-seven. We had to rush out of the house and bundle him back indoors, wrapping him up in a warm coat before releasing him back out the door. It’s exciting stuff after all.
The last time that snow stuck around these parts, she was off swanning around some exotic tropical island in South East Asia so there was a great deal of potential for an adventure of another climatic sort to be had on this particular day.
What would we find off the treacherously icy pavement out front and off-piste down the garden path?
Anyway, how about this snow man duck thing? Well, she protested that the snow made her … itch and she didn’t know how to build one. My offer to teach her how to do so was sidelined by a diversionary display of physiognomic acrobatics.
There’s always the next time :~)
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