Snowman

This winter has been strange throughout the whole country and it hasn't escaped Minnesota. We were all very saddened when there wasn't snow for Christmas, but as brownouts happens every 4-5 years, I don't think we thought much of it and assumed it would still be white in short time.

Que February and there still hadn't been much of anything. It's almost eery! Finally, Tuesday, we were given a winter storm. And it ended up being perfectsnowman snow.

It's suddenly hit me that while snowman seem to be a quintessential component of a northern climate childhood, that the opportunity is actually somewhat rare. I only remember making maybethree snowmen in my childhood, and have a picture of only one:


There has to be just the right combination of snow, temperature and time. Thankfully, Tony and I prioritized it Wednesday night right after we got done with work and right before Isaac's swim class.

Admittedly, Isaac was a bit more into "shoveling" aka taking his shovel anywhere throughout the yard and throwing snow.


And the snowman building responsibilities were solely Tony's.


Isaac threw himself on the ground quite often to make "snow angels."



And was being a bit of a stinker, but what a cute stinker!


But once we started making the snowman face, he was a little bit more willing to participate.



And started to enjoy the process.


Meanwhile, we'd built a snow bumbo for Ezra and he was having a ball watching us . . . until his butt started to get cold. Who can blame the guy? It was his first time in accumulated snow.


And the final result:


I hope this is only the first of many snowmen that grace our front yard.