One of the Winter memories I have of growing up in New Jersey is an igloo that Dad created for us. It was big enough that at least two of us could sit inside. I'm remembering two entrances and possibly a "skylight" hole in the roof.
I'm thinking that we must have been awfully small girls at the time, because making an igloo for CJ and RJ2 to fit inside is pretty tough.
Since I didn't shovel the side drive yesterday, I worked from the pile of snow I had left there. It is melting rapidly today, so there's lots of good wet packing snow to work into a mound. Unfortunately, Edie, unlike the video you posted, this is not good Eskimo snow. But, a garden trowel works similarly to an ulu, and I could scrape out the middle of the mound (to a point, anyway. It was definitely too small of a structure for me!)
This is the inside! Wish you could have seen how the sunlight turned the inside walls a greenish-blue color. It was magical!
Alas, RJ2 lasted about 10 minutes in the snow, and CJ is not feeling herself this weekend, so there weren't many igloo dwellers. And with the snow melting as it is today, there may not be much of an igloo left to dwell in tomorrow.
But, that's why you make something of today, isn't it?