This was the first time I had built a snowman in my life… well, sort of. The first time doesn’t count because while I have photo evidence, I don’t remember it because I was way too young. It was two days after we had just met for the first time, and I insisted on building a snowman before it all melted… which was just as well, because it did melt, and little did I know the ground wouldn’t be white again for another four weeks!
We had a great time making Lumpy together, so-named, obviously, because of his lumpy shape. He was complete with buttons, a wide smile and a broomstick. We enjoyed what little time we had with him. Unfortunately, the poor Ravenpuff suffered a tragic loss mere moments after we took these photos, when he accidentally fell
was kicked over. At least it was quicker than slowly melting to death. RIP Lumpy.