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Frosty Time

rolling frosty bodyI had told Jupiter that we needed to wait until it snows enough before we can make a snowman. He had been itching to build one since seeing Frosty The Snowman earlier this fall. Up until last night, we had not gotten a significant enough amount of snow to make a "Frosty", as he likes to call it, here in St. Louis. Well, either that or we got the wrong kind of snow or did not have time to make one for some other reason. This is strange to us after moving from Nebraska where there is ample opportunity to build snowmen throughout the season.

Today the high is forecasted at 41° F, which meant we probably had just enough time to make a Frosty before the snow mostly melts down later today. It also meant that the snow would be good and soggy which is always best for packing snow in spheres.

The next step was obvious. I put Tsunami in his swing near the big window looking out in front of the house. This allowed Jupiter and I set out to build the snowman while I could still keep an eye on Tsunami, or more importantly, he could keep an eye on me.

pose with frostyAs stated, the snow was just right for packing together, but that also means that it is good at collecting leaves and other yard artifacts as well. As you can probably see in the picture above, Jupiter is collecting quite a bit of it in the body of the snowman as he rolls it along. This did not cause us too much gruff though. It did not take too much of our effort to clean off the leaves that were showing on the outside of the snowman.

Once we were finished making our newest family member, Frosty Augustine, Jupiter and I posed for a few pictures and threw snow at each other awhile. After that we went inside.

Frosty had not been a member of our family for even an hour before he met his inevitable demise. I am sorry that Chris will never even get to meet him. But that is the way it is sometimes with snowmen. They have a much smaller lifespan than us humans, and it is something that we all have to cope with at some point each winter.

death of a fine snowman
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