what's your favorite childhood memory

Favorites are difficult for me to answer, I even struggle with a simple question of what is your favorite color, with hundreds of incredible colors out there how can one chose . Same goes for endearing memories, there are so many things that brought me a great deal of joy or were especially fun in my life. Expressing a favorite is hard to pick.

The first one that comes to mind is something I remember very fondly . I was a child at Christmas time. My Mom would make an unreal amount of cookies for cookie trays, she even made up trays for other people to give out and they would pay her. When she would bake she would put on Christmas music. One day it had snowed, school was called off, and My Mom was baking cookies. She had Bing Crosby Christmas music on, and I was in the kitchen with her looking out the patio door window watching the snow fall with the amazing smell of baking cookies, the Christmas music caroling in the back ground and that feeling of excitement that builds in a kid when they know Santa will be coming soon. I recall that moment looking out the window, seeing the snow flakes exactly as if I have been transported in time to that precise second every time I think about it. The cold draft coming through the window of the patio door, the cozy feeling of being warm, loved, and safe. The recollection of it tugs at my heart strings.