A Few of My Favorite Things

When I was a kid growing up in New Jersey, my sister and I would take our Flexible Flyer sleds and pull them a few blocks to a local golf course and spend the day flying down a fairway slick with ice and snow. Snow Days off from school were especially awesome. There was the time I slipped while pushing my little sister on our snowy street and knocked myself out. There were igloos in the side yard, skating on frozen lakes and numerous epic snowball battles.

We live in Florida now, but when my daughters were very young, we came up to New Jersey for Thanksgiving. Although there was no snow, it was chilly. I'll never forget my daughter coming inside from playing with her cousins and saying to me, "Daddy, something is wrong with my hands!"
"Yes, honey. That's known as 'cold.'"

My girls are not so little anymore. They had no real memory of snow and really hoped that when we visited New Jersey last week that they'd see a little. When we landed in Philadelphia on December 26th, there was none falling, but by the time we got to their grandmother's house, winter had arrived.


They were so underdressed, but didn't care. That entire day was a cycle of 1) Play in the snow until pathetic winter clothes are soaked. 2) Replace pathetic winter clothes for dry. 3) Sip hot cocoa while dryer runs on high. 3) Put pathetic winter clothes back on. 5) Repeat.



Girls in white Converse with blue coats, "That clashes!"
Snowflakes that stay on their nose and eyelashes,
Silver white winters that remind you to sing,
These are a few of my favorite things!





Boots that are borrowed, five sizes too huge,
Plastic toboggans they rode like a luge,
Snow Angels they made and snow balls they did fling,
These now are a few of their favorite things!




Happy New Year!