You’d think living where there is winter for six months of the year, we’d build more snowmen. But … we don’t.

However, Grammy sent us a snowman kit for Christmas, and we couldn’t resist taking advantage even if Frosty’s hat was stolen by a neighborhood dog. The owner’s returned it at least.

In Steamboat, you don’t really roll a snow ball around the way we did growing up. The snow is too fine and powdery to do that. So you have to pack it into little mounds and sort of carve yourself a snowman.

No problem though, you just get a really over-sized snowman whose hat looks like it belongs to an elf.

Frosty needed a hug! What a fun day for some family snowman building carving.