
We got a bit over-ambitious, making it almost impossible to lift the midsection onto his mono-leg.

The snow-dude ended up being a bit imposing. He could see right into our back window with those off-kilter eyes - which made us feel a bit uncomfortable while we were eating dinner.

Our snow sculptures are all destined for an early demise. We woke up Monday morning to find his head on the ground, carrot nose ground into the ice, and tennis ball eyes scattered on the bricks. No kids to blame this time, just warm weather and some overnight rain.
True engineers. Canadian engineers! At least get some maple syrup out and eat some of that mid-section!
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