Frosty's Evil Cousin

As we're driving down the road Carolyn caught sight of a snowman. 

Since it had warmed up yesterday disregard the fact that we have now returned to the frozen flippin' tundra the poor guy had lost...well...whatever he had for eyes and a mouth, but still retained a long icy snowy nose.

In other words....there were dark vacant holes for eyes and a dark cavernous mouth, and a disturbingly pointed nose-thing. 

Not so "frosty"-like.  Not so much.

Carolyn, being the super-observant child she is, YELLS out at the top of her lungs....."EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!   Look at that!  He does look like a monster snow man!"

"Yes, he does,"  I observe.

"I am NEVER NEVER NEVER sleeping with HIM!"

Ummmm.......ok. 
What to say?  Good?  Great decision?  Don't forget it?  Don't sleep with anyone made of three melting sections? 
I wasn't entirely sure how to respond to that particular comment....so I just did the sagacious mom-nod and wisely said, "Good girl."