Frosty the Stricken Snowman

Shaun made a great snowman with the boys the other day. Then the weather warmed up considerably. The next time I checked in on our little friend, he had assumed a very different pose. From across the yard, it looked like he was having an ecstatic religious experience. Or maybe doing the limbo:

I took a closer look. Laughing at a good joke? Trying to make a snow angel?

Ah, no. The prescient snowman was begging for mercy:

For, after Nels failed to wrench the snowman's head from its body with his bare hands, he methodically decapitated it with a child-size garden shovel.