I Just Built My First Snowman!

That's right, at nearly 30 years of age. We got several inches of snow yesterday morning, and Samuel and I had a good time playing for a bit.
To be honest, there may have been a snowman or two involved on those occasions where my parents would drive us up to the
San Bernardino Mountains to play in the snow. But I mostly remember sledding, and I certainly never built a snowman this big and by myself (well, Samuel helped a little, and Laura decorated).
You know that thing they say, about how a snowball keeps getting bigger if you roll it? It's true!