Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for January 09, 2013

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A chip opff the old block……of ice.

That’s snow way to treat your dad.

Got your nose! I love playing that prank with my neices and nephews at family gatherings.

I wonder if getting your own nose is a right of passage in the snow people community?

Oops. Yellow snow, I gotta change him.

It’s cute now, but I think this arc is going to have a chilling ending . . .

That’s an heirloom carrot. It’s been passed down through their family for generations.

And he has his mother’s eyes . . . ☻

watch out for those snowballs….

Awwwww…but shouldn’t he have a baby carrot nose?

Evidently when my mom went into labor for my older brother, my dad stopped at the bar on the way to the hospital, for a shot of bourbon and a glass of beer. He took the beer with him. He brought the glass back the next day, with cigars all around… It was 1941