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Through your support, we have sold hundreds of Lamby books, which helped us raise money to keep spreading the happy for another year. We've also made donations to St. Jude's, American Diabetes Association, Ronald McDonald House, Angelman Syndrome Foundation, and Pinellas County Foster Association.

It looks like 2010 will be an even bigger year for happy-not-cranky creativity. Don’t forget to tell your friends about Lamby and his mission of spreading Love & Fleece on Earth. And thanks again for your support - best wishes for a magical New Year.

Snowella
A Very Lamby Christmas Story
English Translation (from a Russian folktale) by Tina Fritz

(Dramatic reading by Lamby coming soon)

Winters were particularly difficult months for Robert and Alice, an older couple who had spent many unsuccessful years trying to have a child. All they wanted was a little boy or girl of their very own, a happy child who could play in the snow, making snow angels and ice forts like all the other town's children did each winter.

Seeing all the children play made them very sad and there was little hope that their dream of having a baby would ever come true.

One day as Robert was out chopping wood in the forest, he heard a sea of giggles from behind the trees. To his surprise, he saw three children dancing with glee around a snowman they had just built. He smiled at the snowman as it was clear it was created in the image of their town mayor.

Suddenly, this gave Robert an idea.

"Alice, you must come outside and see this wonderfully round snowman," he yelled as he entered the house. Alice looked out the window and immediately knew why Robert was so excited.

"We could make a snowman of our own," Robert said as he hurriedly grabbed Alice's hand to take her outside.

"But what would the neighbors think? Robert, we're not children anymore," replied a very hesitant Alice.

"If we make a very tiny snow child behind the house, no one will ever see it," said Robert. And so that's exactly what they did.

Robert and Alice walked outside and carefully examined every inch of their backyard until they found the most beautiful patch of pure white snow that was untainted from the debris of nearby trees. They gathered the snow into three small balls and within no time, they had constructed the body of their snow angel. Next, they carved out the snowman's tiny nose and eyes. The finishing touch was the beautiful smile they etched into the snowman's face.

Robert and Alice laughed in delight as they stood back and looked at their delicate creation. Alice's eyes welled up with tears as she stared at the beauty of the snow child they lovingly constructed.

But what happened next was startling. To their amazement, the snow child stared back at them with the most radiant blue eyes. Her snow white face became full of life and her rosy lips curled into an even bigger smile. Standing right before Robert and Alice was a living, breathing child -- no longer a lifeless snow figure.

The astonished couple thought they were dreaming but the little girl ran up to them and gave them a big hug and kiss. After many painful years, they finally had a beautiful child of their very own.

"Because she was made from snow, we'll call her Snowella," said Alice as they walked back toward the house still bewildered by the miracle that had just happened before them.

The next day they held a big feast to celebrate the arrival of their new child. All the boys and girls of the village were invited and they sang and danced and celebrated until daybreak. Snowella's beauty and kindness had won over everyone's heart and quelled any fears that Alice and Robert had of her being unaccepted.

Every day after, Snowella played with all the other children. She taught them how to make snow angels and showed them how to build snow castles, with icicle fountains and big white thrones. She flourished in the beauty of the winter, and her ivory skin radiated in the reflection of the glistening snow.

The winter months moved on and as the snow started to thaw, the white earth was replaced with a blanket of green. Spring was in the air and so was the faint smell of tulips and hydrangeas.

One afternoon, Robert was looking out the window in delight as he watched the children of the village play. The warm breeze billowed through his window reminding him that summer was just around the corner. He couldn't wait to take Snowella to pick berries in the woods and to play in the lake near their summer dacha.

His hopeful daydream was interrupted by a troubling site. In the corner of his eye, he saw Snowella sitting next to a tree with the saddest look he had ever seen.

"What's wrong Snowella? Are you sick?" he asked as he approached his little girl.

"No, dear father," she solemnly replied. "I miss the snow greatly. This green grass isn't nearly as beautiful."

"But don't you like the colorful flowers, my darling?"

"Not nearly as much as the pure white snow," she shuddered.

The next day Snowella looked even sicker and sadder.

"My child, why don't you go outside and play with the others?" Alice asked, coaxing her out of bed.

"I don't know, mother. My heart feels like it's melting when the warm breeze brushes against my skin."

"Nonsense, child," Alice replied. "Come, your father and I will go outside with you and show you all that spring has to offer."

So Alice helped her precious child get dressed, secretly hoping that the spring air would avert any illness that might have been stirring in Snowella's weak body. But as the family walked outside, the sick child began to tremble. The warm sun peered through the trees and when one of its bright rays touched Snowella's skin, she cried out in pain.

Robert and Alice stood in silence, not knowing how to comfort her. As tears gently flowed down Snowella's face, she ran into her parent's arms. And with each tear drop, they solemnly watched as their little girl began to disappear.

In front of their very own eyes, they watched their child shrink into a puddle of water. The saddened couple soon understood – their darling little girl was just a child made of snow and she had melted away in the warmth of the sunlight.

The moral of the story: If you're going to build a child made of snow, you'd better do it in Siberia or Antarctica – that's what I always say.

Little Lamb. Big Ego. Endless Possibilities.

Disability is no obstacle for Lamby.

Through boundless energy and confidence, Lamby has become a great source of joy for adults and kids. His mission is simple: the power of giving begins when you truly know your own value, what you already have and who you already are. And what better way to discover self worth than through exploring the depths of your own creativity?

Spread the Happy, not the Cranky

Love & Fleece on Earth is about giving of yourself to make joyful memories in others. It doesn't have to cost a dime! As Lamby says, "If your pockets are very empty all the time, don't forget that you got a big bag of time that isn't so empty -- that's what I always say." Spreading the happy and not the cranky is Lamby's mission. And that means FREE audio .mp3 files for streaming or downloading. It also means you can always be a kid here or wherever he is. Period. All kinds of good stuff wait for any who dare to be inspired by a Lamb's creativity and courage.

Performance Art for Everyone

Lamby's world is whimsical, irreverent, unique and positive -- it's like performance art for the whole family. Here be stories from a long ago time, poems you've memorized or heard through cultural osmosis, snatches of melodies or song lyrics reimagined with a twist of Lamby. From nonsensical verses about a Jamaican Jabberwocky to rabbit hole tumbling down a folksy wishing well, musician, writer & artist D. Byron Patterson crafts a place of inspiration for kids or kids-at-heart. Original songs, covers and parodies, silly poetry and random commentary -- it's kid-friendly performance art for everyone.

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