It took Jake and I (well, mostly me) an hour just to roll, stack and shape the balls. Jake helped by making snowballs with his snowball maker. Look, I'm not actually sure how that helped, but that's his story and he's sticking to it.
I pulled the purple boa off the brim of the witch hat I wore on halloween, and pulled the tip of the hat into itself to make the top a little more squared off. I used some small grapevine balls for the eyes, a carrot for the nose (duh) and Christmas ornaments for his mouth and buttons.
I agreed to take Jake sledding so we put all our outdoor gear back on and
And now I need to go take some advil or tylenol or robaxacet. Or perhaps all three. With a lot of wine. Or is that whine? But first I want to go outside and brush the fresh snow off of Frosty. Because he looks messy now and I'm just a little OCD. Besides, if people are going to stop dead on the street to admire your snowman I think the least you could do is make sure he's all cleaned up.