Carol loved watching her children cooperate long enough to build a snowman.
She just never tired of seeing her daughter adjust the scarf and the boys carefully place chunks of coal.
With Greensboro otherwise overwhelmed with the recent accumulations, there was really no better way for the children to spend their days away from school.
Every yard on Martin Avenue boasted an impressive snowman at this point.
However, she could do without the freak July blizzards.
Carol decided that the blissful ignorance of her children was enough for now. She cherished these moments despite the consequences.
Climatologists had no answer.