Frosty The Snowman, Part II

It snowed here in CT today, so my daughter and her husband took the twins (2 years old) outside and made them their very first snowman.

The final touch was the broom, and the moment it was added, both kids jumping up and down shouted gleefully to the snowman, “March! March!!”

But he didn’t. Frosty marched in the cartoon. How come?

The little tykes were so disappointed.

Frosty isn’t on a death camp march from Auschwitz. He needs more love and persuasion than that.

There must have been some magic in that old top hat they found.