There is something magical about seeing snow falling on Christmas morning. This region seldom sees snow and although it wasn’t the sticking type, I saw some beautiful flurries this morning on my run to Northern Virginia to pick up some cheap cigarettes. That was part of Aristophanes’ Christmas present — a ride in the car. He loves to travel and is so curious about the world around him. It was a bit awkward though, because he kept on pressing the hazard lights button and they would go on randomly while I was driving. But it was all worth it, to see snow falling on Christmas morning. A great way to begin the day, full of inspiration.