What Should We Call Him?

I looked out the window to the layer of snow in the yard. The wind had created a blanket of pine needles and small branches that now covered the glistening white. I have been wanting to build a snowman but have either been sick with a cold.... or at work.

Now was my chance. I debated about the adventure, knowing it was cold and wet outside and I was warm and comfortable inside. But I really wanted a snowman. It didn't have to be big I told myself. Even a small one would suffice.

I slipped on the boots and zipped up my jacket. The rain had melted a few inches of snow and left a thin layer of ice. I smiled as it crunched beneath my boots. It was great snowball snow, packing easily and staying solid.

I began rolling the snow. Found just the right spot outside the livingroom window and began building. The second section went on easily and I carefully rounded his belly with my glove. Next came the head. I looked for some branches for his arms.

Before I knew it my little guy was finished. He may be small but it was so much fun!!

(I have to thank Kristin from Tales of Two Thirty Somethings (also called The Princess and the Tornado) and Polly from She is our Angel for helping me with my Blogging issues! I couldn't have done it without you both!)