Yesterday it snowed and snowed and snowed in Paris. It took me 40 minutes to walk what normally takes me 20, my maclaren doubling as a snowplow. Today the sun decided to shine a bit, but I was left with two things: a terrible cold and enough mushy snow to make this with my son. The cold I'll get over, the smile on my son's face after building his first snowman - never. Of course, he wanted to put it in his pocket to take home.