Snow Day

Word Count 289

    A snow day!  For the day we could put student - teacher relationships aside and be dad and kids.  They were a little old for building a snowman with their old man, but once I had them out in the yard we would have a good time.  What an opportunity for bonding.

    “Hey, I know let’s build a snowman that looks like dad,” that was the elder of the two, our son a high school junior.

    “Oh yeah,” our seventh grade daughter agreed.  “It’ll be great; we can make one that looks just like him.”

    We began piling snow in one spot, I must say I was a little touched and proud at the way my offspring were attacking this project.  Soon they had a short, squat figure built with a, well … sort of a blockhead on top?

    “Um, you guys, I’m not really sure that looks like me, you know, it looks a little on the f ….”

    Son:  “Right Dad, it isn’t quite … you, hmmm, the nose isn’t crooked enough.”

    Daughter:  “Yeah, something is missing….”

    Son:  “I know, get that goofy hat he wears all the time, I’ll fix his face and stuff.”

    I don’t have a goofy hat?

    Daughter:  “Right, take care of the rest of it and I’ll find the hat.”

    They added a substantial amount of snow to the short squat part and mashed the face in before putting my favorite hat on top of the formless pile of snow.

    Daughter:  “Perfect.”

    Son:  “Yeah, looks just like the old guy.  C’mon lets have some hot chocolate.”

    I stood in the snow, deflated, looking at what my children thought of me.  Well I would have a healthy dollop of whiskey with my coco.

Word Count 289