I love snow! Today I dragged the husband out of the house to build a snow family. Man, wife and a couple of kids of course
My husband dedicated most of his time to sculpting the female snow-woman.
A family of husband, wife and child passed by to look at our handy work.
A grandma with her grandchild also stopped on the road to show her child that 'this was no ordinary snow man, he has a family!'
A mum told her child, 'She is a snow woman, look at her lady lumps!'
A man yelled out his approval from his balcony facing the park- 'Nice snow woman!'
Finally when my husband was happy with his snow woman we left. From our apartment we (mostly I) watched as other people in the park stopped to look at our creation. Two young men were having a rather violent snow ball fight before they spotted the snow people and made a dash for it. I thought this would be the end of the family but they instead took photos with the family and then left.
Next up was a professional photographer whose eagle eyes settled on the woman. Sadly the light was not great anymore but he nonetheless took some photos.
A lady miserably dragging herself through the snow perked up when she stumbled upon the creation. She took time to clear the freshly fallen snow from the woman's face before taking her photograph.
Two young men came by, groped the woman and then also took a photograph.
It was hugely entertaining to see the joy on these people's faces but I had snow in my hair and wanted to wash it. (Tresemme naturals - my review - very similar to herbal essences, not as much slip). Just as I was exiting the bathroom my husband told me 'It's over!'. A group of 5 women (really grown women not girls!) decided to kick the snow people down and take photographs.
My husband and I both knew that the destruction of the people was a distinct possibility, I just thought it was sad that 5 women were the perpetrators (said in a point the finger type of way ).
There you have it, the snow family story immortalised forever.