On Christmas Eve, I was supposed to do some holiday baking for the big dinner and gift-exchange on Christmas Day, but when my 22-year old brother went outside announcing he was going to make a snowman, I had to follow. I guiltily left my mom to do the baking... heh heh heh... Thanks Mom! *voice fading* *running down stairs* *Slam!* Ah, to be 8 years old again, if only for a moment, trying to make the biggest possible snowman.
Here we are making the base and mid-section.
The base quickly got too heavy to be pushed by one person, so here we are finishing off the base.
The snowman was pretty tall, so we used a step-ladder precariously lodged in the snow to reach the top.
The finished product!
In many ways, snow is a major inconvenience. But the snowman... Totally worth it!
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2 comments:
awesome job, jen; it looks bigger than from the small msn pic. Next time i can bring over some 6ft ladders and we can attempt to construct a 2 storeys high snowman. :)
omg. that is one ginormous snowman.
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