Does anyone else remember it being this difficult to build a snowman as a child? Maybe it was because my daddy was the one doing all the work, too! Everyone is saying that it's been 41 years since we've seen this much snow. Back in '68 --- I wasn't even born, yet. Maybe another reason I don't remember it being this hard was that I wasn't trying to do it in 3 feet of snow (or so it felt like!)
E did a LOT of supervising as Daddy rolled and rolled that snow into one decent looking snowman. I had elaborate plans myself of putting a Callaway golf hat on it and a golf club in his hand, but was completely exhausted by the time I put that carrot on! He got a cowboy hat, some blue lollipop eyes, and milk duds for a mouth. R says the dog ran off with the carrot as soon as I walked in. Poor snowman. Oh, well. He wouldn't have had that mouth long anyway.