City boy

We have a real city boy on our hands. He doesn't like walking on snow, especially when it shifts and collapses under his feet. (When we went walking in the woods in Chardon at Christmastime, he cried and had to be carried.) But he likes snowmen a lot.

We went out yesterday to check on a little snowman we had made in the Training Field. But it was gone! Eddie decided to go up to the Monument, and up there we found three big snowmen. He wanted to see them, but he had to trek across the snow to get there.

Whenever the snow shifted, he said "Oh noooo." Then he would whimper "See snowman, see snowman." He bravely persevered, in this pathetic way, till we got to the snowmen. He was excited to see them: one had a bright plastic nose, one had hair made of twigs, and one had horns made of snow!

On the way back, we had to go down a little hill in the snow. Eddie said "Slippy, slippy," then he stopped and wouldn't go down any further (he's fallen down slopes before.) I said "You can do it!" and he said "No way!"

Well, eventually he found that he could do it. Then we went down the stairs and he counted them: "Two, eight, nine, ten, eight, nine, ten, nine, two. . . all done!"