Silence Of The Snowman

Silence Of The Snowman

So, as you learned in my last blog entry, Ethan and Steve built an awesome tropical snowman Friday afternoon. Later that evening, Ethan decided to name him "Snowy". On Saturday morning, I looked out the window and saw Ethan talking to "Snowy". It was a pretty long chat, but I have to assume that Snowy wasn't contributing much. Did it bother me to see my 8-year-old in deep conversation with a snowman? Of course not! As a matter of fact, I was unbelievably proud that he can carry on a one-sided conversation almost as well as I can. Honestly, I could talk to a can of soup for longer than most people can talk to an actual person. Not that I've actually done that or anything, but sometimes when Steve comes home after a long week at the office, his vital signs are almost indistinguishable to that of a can of Campbell's Minestrone.
Anyway, back to Ethan and "Snowy"....so they're having a chat, and next thing I know Ethan's hugging "Snowy", which I thought was adorable. I mean, come on! My sweet, Texas-raised child was so thrilled and excited about his first Houston snowfall and so in love with his first Texan Snowman, that he is hugging him! So I smiled, wiped a tear from the corner of my eye, and had a sip of hot cocoa. As I stood at the window thinking about how lucky I was to have such a sweet, innocent child, I noticed that the "hug" began to look slightly violent. Upon closer inspection I realized that Ethan wasn't "hugging" Snowy insomuch as he was holding him in a frosty death grip while he ate part of his snowy abdomen. Was this how Hannibal Lecter got started? I read all of those books, and I know that the last one was all about Lecter's childhood, but it's been 10 years since I read it. However, I do recall that there was lots of snow where he lived. Plus, when I was having my evening wine the other night, Ethan asked if he could have some....and it was a Chianti! Oh. My. God. I think I have something to re-read today.

Monday morning, between the weather and the "hugging", this is what remained of our beloved "Snowy":

I'm pretty sure that "Snowy" is a goner, but I think I'm gonna take his aloe vera tongue away, just in case the Snowman Police come poking around. A mother has to protect her son.