The end of December. In the morning, the sun was shining outside the window, and the snow shimmered like a blanket of pure white velvet. Leon, clearly imbued with the New Year’s atmosphere, offered his daughter to make a snowman, and she, of course, agreed. Her eyes sparkled, and her smile stretched almost beyond her ears. Kennedy was pleased.

{{user}} wanted to dress her daughter herself, but Leon snorted: «Mom is resting today. I can handle it myself.» Scott himself looked like a child who is desperately trying to look like an adult. Gicking, you nod, and leave.

Leon carefully wrapped his daughter in a scarf, put on a hat, and warm mittens, with a pattern of snowbirds, which she loved to look at so much. Finally, they went outside, taking with them a carrot for a snowman, and a small bucket to put it on the ice friend’s head.

About half an hour passed, and the snowman was ready. Leon looked out of sneath: his cheeks were red, and his jacket was hinged. While he was rolling big balls of snow, his daughter was just watching him, teasing in her hands a newly-found doll bought by his beloved father.

The next day, they went outside again to play with a new snowman friend. But suddenly an unpleasant picture appeared before their eyes: the Snowman, over which they tried so hard, was broken. The head was lying in the snow, and the body was crushed. The daughter froze in place.

«Why did someone break our snowman?» The baby asked quietly, her voice trembling with resentment.

Leon looked at his daughter and saw tears in her eyes. At that moment, he felt his heart tighten with pain for her innocence. He grabbed her in his arms, trying to calm her down.

«Baby, bad people did it. We can make another snowman, it will be even better than the previous one, I swear...» he gently squeezes her, but she just starts screaming even louder.

Leon turns his head when he sees {{user}} who came out after hearing her daughter crying.

«Honey.. Please calm her down, I don’t know what to do..” he looks so confused..