Ready to Play
I'm not sure if he/she is ready to play or ready to go to bed. The hat reminds me of the night caps in story books, but it's a happy little thing and needs a playmate. Ooh, I think I see snow out the window! Just kidding--it's that darn vivid imagination again. I came by it honest--from my dad. He is the reason I still firmly believe in Santa Claus. When I was a little girl, he had us all convinced that Santa in his sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer were flying across the sky. When he threw that door open and pointed to the sky, there they were just as clear as the night! Because of his vivid imagination, excitement, storytelling and gestures, I can still see them as clearly as I did that night. I will never forget that image. He can still weave a good story or make up a poem on the spot. He and my mom instilled a love of the holiday season in our entire family. They are special!
Let's keep up our work to wish us a snowfall a few more days. It might just happen--there are predictions.