I wanted to take a picture of Tom's snowman this year, but during the Christmas meelee we seem to have misplaced our digital camera. So I will describe him in minute detail: He was ten feet tall, four big snowballs piled on top of each other. He had two half-oranges for eyes, a green christmas light for a nose, two solar lights for ears and a flower pot hat. He was a really cooooool dude. We woke up this morning and noticed that he was leaning a little to the left. Or right, in his case. Winston wanted us to go out and make a snow pillow for him to land on when he finally tipped over. When the inevitable happened, unfortunately it was not a pretty sight. He was decapitated by the fire pit. Poor Mr. Snowman!
In other news: we had a very enjoyable Christmas with Tom's family here. I'm sure we did lots of things but the thing that stands out most is that we all passed around the germs and almost everyone got sick with headcolds and flu and poor little Jack got pink-eye. I read in a magazine that in the 'olden' days the custom was to throw open the doors and windows at midnight on Christmas eve to let out the evil spirits. I proposed that we do it here just to let out the evil germs. Unfortunately because of the freezing temperatures, no one was interested in doing that. Before everyone got sick we had a big snowball fight. The little kids got in some sledding in the back yard. The barn game-room got lots of use by the boys - little and big. All-in-all it was a picture of family togetherness! We are now doing our best to get all well so we can enjoy a little New Years family time before we get back to school and work.

