Mr. Snowman

Not long ago Jonathan was sitting in the play room and seemed to be staring straight at a stuffed snowman that was on the shelf. He was twirling his feet and hands and staring so hard that he wasn't blinking.
I brought the snowman over to him and....the rest, they say, is history.
He folded himself in half squeezing the snowman and squealing with absolute joy. I don't know that I have ever seen a little one so overjoyed by a toy!
He would sit up again, look at the snowman's face and squeal again smooshing his face in to the snowman.
What's crazy is that when Jonathan was around 4 months I began reading him That's Not my Snowman and he would shake with excitement every time I would open the pages. Clearly he has a strong connection with snowmen!!

No matter when we bring him his snowman, he lights up as if he has hit the jackpot of jackpots. We never tire of bringing him his snowman!
PS. Thank you Uncle Jimmy! Years ago you sent Benjamin this snowman for Christmas...little did you know that it would bring another one of our angels even more joy than you can imagine! :)