Meet Mr. Migsley.

We built our first snowman together!

His name is Mr. Migsley (though, Husband likes to call him Archie). He’s the first snowman that I’ve ever made.

When I packed in that last rock to complete his smile, I busted up laughing. Because, he looked absolutely nothing like I expected him to.

Mr. Migsley is still cute though.

Making a snowman is hard. As a matter of fact, just making a (round) snow ball isn’t as simple as it seems! I was shocked. Husband laughed at me as my gathered snow seemed to dissipate in the wind as I patted, rotated, twisted and rolled it between my hands. I did end up making one decent snowball. It was shaped more like a cylinder but, I was satisfied. By the time I gathered the rocks to form his face, my fingers started to freeze. And, it took awhile to get those rocks to stick.

Still. It was a lot fun. Pretty impromptu too. Building a snowman had been on my list but, I hadn’t planned it for Superbowl Sunday. Thanks Mr. Marie!

We almost used a carrot for his nose. But. With Mr. Migsley being a foot tall (maybe), we couldn’t have him enticing any roaming raccoons. Opossums. Or, that creep of a peeping squirrel, for that matter.

We’re looking forward to getting more snow this Winter. Archie is looking for a Mrs. Migsley!

Have you ever made a snowman?