For those of you who have had the pleasure of being around Landon the last couple months, you already know he has a slight obsession with snowmen. Santa is pretty cool, but a snowman takes the cake any day of the week. He can say the word "snow" and the word "man" independently but he endearingly puts them together as "nomanny." So, yep, I hear the word "nomanny!" shouted about a thousand times a day. It could border on annoying, but his enthusiasm makes up for the repetition.
We were super excited to see snow in the forecast for Grandma's house shortly after our arrival in Maryland over New Years. It didn't snow too much, but it was enough to make a perfect little snowperson.
We all assembled on the back porch and scrounged for the accessories: poison berries for the eyes, old beer bottle caps for buttons, a discarded dinner napkin as a scarf and a Pam cap for a hat. Aunt Schming lovingly wittled down a baby carrot with her teeth, ensuring a pointy end was available for assembly. It was great!
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| "Buzz Lightyear" gearing up in his snowsuit. |
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| Aunt Schming encouraging Landon into the snow with a prototype snowman. |
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| Grandma helping with the real deal. |
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| "Pam" the snowperson, minus one arm. |
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| Second arm: check! |
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| The "nomanny!" is coming together! |
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| Yay! Success! |
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