Oh, and it was good for snow angels, too. Like every child, we (Alexa, Amanda, Kimberly and Me) had lots of trouble getting our bodies out of the snow angels without messing up their little snow skirts. This one is Kim's snow angel. I actually kind of like the spot where her feet were and I especially like the part where her hat fell off:
And, of course, no snow-day is complete without a snowman! Amanda and I declared the snowman our first biological son (since we literally made him). For those that can't tell, his eyes are made from some breed of yellow flower that was able to survive negative temperatures and beds of snow. His nose and mouth are the stems from said flower. And his arms (don't poke fun!) are sticks that had already fallen off of trees (this being the reason they are not hand-picked, matching limbs):
In other news, I just got back from my honors thesis meeting with Mike. I told him what I had been doing for the past couple of weeks. Basically, I have a lot of good ideas and am having trouble narrowing them down. I know, though, that I want my thesis to communicate ideas about the hybridity of human identity (It's something that everyone can relate to, I think). So there...chew on that very broad piece of, er, idea!

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