Why is it, whenever it snows, all I want is a cup of warm chocolate as well as my oversized jacket. I guess it is really due to the way that my mom as well as would allow us to go play outside in the snow. Every one of us would come in freezing and then she’d cover up our wet hair with towels she had heated by the stove. Plus, if our toes were cold, she would have the heating pad warmed for us to set our feet on. I guess she spoiled us, but it wasn’t exactly a terrible kind of spoiling. She constantly told us that you weren’t able to spoil a child with only love, and she knew that was what she was giving us. She’d give all of us some hot chocolate, or some hot apple cider, and we would sit there by the cookstove until we were finally warmed clear through. These were the kinds of memories that I wanted to give all my children, too, and I wanted my children to remember the little things that we do together as a family. My son still remembers how he would come into the lake house at the end of the day to give me a big hug. I would bop him if he’d put put his chilly hands on my face or my neck! By this time, we all had electric heating in our home. It was a small house where we lived and there was a single main heating machine that heated the entire house for us. Surprisingly, the lake house stayed pretty darn warm and comfortable regardless of how chilly it was outside. Their memories of chilly days while staying warm, along with my homemade caramel corn and orange juice will be good ones. It’s not as much as my mom did for me, but my kids will still remember.