All Is Right In The World

Whoever says they don’t believe in Christmas miracles is no friend of mine.  We have had our small, and I mean this in the tiniest way, Christmas miracle.  The new snowman Russ ordered to replace his beloved ten-year-old 12 foot inflatable one arrived yesterday, a whole two weeks earlier than anticipated.

So against Shay Shay’s wishes, Russ put our new Frosty up today.  See Shay is afraid of the snowman and if I thought she could open the front door and let herself both outside and back inside without us knowing I would say she took the last snowman down.

Just as the sun was setting he tied down Frosty’s stabilizing lines and the new and improved lights inside her glowed brightly.  A running neighbor, Peggy rounded the corner and exclaimed, “Frosty’s back!”

So for all the children who let us know that our snowman was down in a puddle in the front yard the magic of Christmas has been restored.  Thanks for the condolence notes we received about our first snowman.  I must have had three-dozen comments in the last five days.

Santa is going to be able to find our house now that we have a glowing white beacon of the season in the front yard.  At seventy five degrees today our inflatable Frosty is the only way to go.