Warm Snowmen

I hate winter but I’ve lived in Minnesota my entire life. I survive by hibernating whenever it’s cold, windy, or snowing.

I’m the mother who plans ahead for sledding by carefully choosing a hill where I can observe my children from the van while I sip my hot tea and enjoy a good book. Since I’m extremely careful to do my motherly duty and record the wonderful memories we are making, I step out of the warmth once in awhile to snap a few quick photos. If my husband happens to suggest we go sledding as a family I make the supreme sacrifice and offer to stay home and be sure to have hot chocolate ready for the cold tired sliders when they return.

It also takes careful planning to allow our children time to build snow forts and snowmen since they always want Mom to see what they’ve done. Since we have a good view of our back yard from our kitchen I encourage them to build their works of art where I can enjoy them from the window.

But, I love snowmen. Shortly after Thanksgiving I begin getting out my collection of “warm” snowmen. The first thing to appear is my snowman cookie jar which is labeled “Winter Treats”. We enjoy filling it with our favorite treats and watching Dad sneak into it to see what we’ve been up to while he was at work. Then we add our snowman salt and pepper shakers, candles, and wall hangings. Lastly we decorate our tree and enjoy all the delicate snowman ornaments we’ve collected over the years.

Perhaps I don’t hate winter after all. I just enjoy it more from inside my cozy home with my “warm snowmen”.

This was one of the first articles I ever had published. I ran across it this afternoon when I was taking a little “walk down memory lane” so I thought I would share it with you.

Finding Joy in the Journey,

Phyllis

Phyllis Sather
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