There was one year when I was a kid, my cousins were staying over for the holidays. It was right after a very heavy snowstorm and we were "snowed in". Roads were blocked and some of the government offices were closed down. We were itching to get out of the house to go make a snowman but my mom told us we weren’t supposed to go out until she said, "okay". As soon as snow stopped, we went out of my bedroom window because we couldn’t really get the doors to open.

We cleared out the snow in front of the garage to open up the garage door. Then an idea dawned on me and I shouted, "Let's make the snowman inside the garage!" The idea made my cousin’s eyes sparkle. "YEAH!" they shouted out. We took out the wheelbarrow that Dad used for gardening and started putting snow in it. I shoveled some snow out of my neighbor’s walkway to get some pocket money too!

We piled up lots of snow inside the garage and started building the snow man. We were so involved in our work of art that we forgot about the time and what we were doing. Then suddenly Steve said, "Hey, it’s dark out!" I looked out the garage door and saw that it was really dark out and we were probably approaching dinner time. Then my mom came through the door of the house into the garage and she GASPED very loudly. She saw that we used stuff we found around the garage for the snowman’s face. There were old screws that made up his eyes and old nuts that were no longer useful that made up his smiling face. After the shock my mom braced herself and said, "I’ve been looking all over for you guys! It’s freezing cold out here. At least close the garage door. Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes."