We woke to a brief and beautiful return of winter.  Four inches of the first, perfectly packable, snowman-making snow we’ve had this winter.

Of course I had to ask my biggest Frozen fan “Do you want to build a snowman?”

And she said “No. You build it, I will smash it down.”

Obliging mother that I am, I built her a snowman as she waited, fat bat at the ready, to smash it down.

And when there was nothing left but the original ball of snow, her sister took the bat, turned it around and ran the snowman through.

I think my girls might be ready for spring.