The days change from chilly to warm and back again. So blows in December. The floors in my house get really chilly. Coco likes to put on five pairs of socks because she’s so cold. That’s when I like to tell of all the suffering I labored through in all that snow, that ice, that freezing cold.

She listens for a minute and then usually ignores me. This particular day she decided to put on a pair of shades even thought there was no sun. She gets her brother’s attention, and they play air guitar. And inevitably, it warms up. We shed the socks and sweaters and in a few short hours are warm again.