Frosty

So all throughout Christmas Reese had quite the obsession for Frosty. To the point we had an 8 foot blowup one in our front yard (yes we were those people). Craig came home from work the other night and asked if she wanted to go out back and build a snowman. Her response "Why? Is it Christmas?". Ummm no. They headed out back and 20 minutes later I get a request, "Daddy needs a face". So I hand her a bag of baby carrots, 3 oreos, a scarf and a cowboy hat. Surprisingly the oreos actually made it to Daddy without being eaten and here you have him. Frosty.

Oh yeah, as I was taking this picture, Reese turns to Frosty and says "I'm sorry you can't talk". Love that our girl is even concerned for the snowmen of the world...