Katie glanced at Oliver's snowman and frowned. They were all so much better than hers. Penny's was near perfect and even Oliver had managed a better one. Resting her head on Penny's shoulder she sighed, somewhat dramatically. She looked back at Oliver's snowman and sighed. It was quite impressive. Very tall. "Poor Harry," she said, looking back her short, lopsided snowman. "I don't think he'd take to kindly to being compared to a squat little snowman." She kicked it again.
"I think Penny's right," she said, nodding. "Snow angels are the way to go. Just look how nice my other one is. I can MAKE those. Clearly I need to work on my snow sculpting abilities.
Katie looked at Penny, raising a brow, silently communicating her desire to force Oliver into snow angel making. The mischief in Penny's eyes was good enough and the girls ran for him, knocking him straight to the ground, possibly causing more snow to seep into his clothing.