The Love Child was 3, and it really warped her expectations for snow on Christmas. I remember taking her to my ex's on Christmas eve. There was fresh snow on all the cars, so we had a little snowball fight. I suggested making a snowball to show momma, so she did that. As soon as my ex opened the door, the Love Child pegged her right in the face with it. It was too funny. Now she thinks there's a good chance it will snow every Christmas.