Closing the Loop on Fossie

Remember our buddy, Fossie?

He was a robust snowman.  A way to celebrate winter when we're ready to just curse it.  Best of all, he was a friend to Eli, at least in his mind.

And then it started to rain.

To which Eli said, "Oh nooo!  Fossie smawwl.  Fossie sad."

And then it kept raining.  And we came out this morning to this.

"Oh noooo!  Fossie head?  Fossie hat?  Where go?  Mommy fix it?"

And it rained all day.

And tonight we came home to this.

"Fossie all done.  Fossie a mess.  Keen up Fossie, Mom?"

Fossie was kind of the dragonfly of snowmen.  A short, impressive life followed by a sudden death.

I think it's official.  We're ready for spring.