“What’s the matter, John?”

“It’s this whole season! What’s everyone so gosh darn happy about? There’s slush all over the ground and everytime I walk outside, my fingers get freezerburn!”

“It’s frostbite, bud.”

“Oh yeah. Freezerburn is the prominent flavor in Grandma’s turkey!”

“John…”

“Don’t give me that look, Sarah! I don’t get it, how you can be so happy all the time.”

“Don’t you think the lights are beautiful?”

“Those lights are up all year!”

“Ugh! You’re my best friend, but you’re just so NEGATIVE ! Would you look over there, and truly see? That little boy making a snow angel…whatever happened to your inner little boy?”

“That little boy?”

“He even kind of looks like you…”

“That’s Daniel, idiot!”

“I know it is, dweeb! My point is, he’s having fun.”

“Take another look at my overjoyed little brother.”

“Oh. Oh dear. But…but he’s smiling! He’s still happy, because he’s not afraid to be a kid while he can.

“You mean the little boy eating the yellow snow?”