The wife was disappointed when she decided that at 72 she was just too old to go sledding.  I pointed out a hill with a gentle slope and lots of run out but she declined.  Then yesterday late afternoon I pulled up in front of the house.  There was a big snow ball in the front yard.  She was busy.  I asked her what was up?  She said she was making a snowman.  So now we have Frosty the Snowman in our yard.  Too old to go sledding but still young enough to build a snowman.  I guess I am lucky she didn't want to have a snowball fight.

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