Won't Give Up

To my son Tommy,

Like a fifty year old with a red convertible and a bad toupee and disco pants clinging to a bygone era, winter just won't let it go. Like that same fifty year old after a night out, I feel sore from the shoveling snow. So the majority of the day was spent inside teaching you (and me and mommy) Minecraft so you could keep up with your cousins or friends. The only problem is there was one point it was mommy and daddy playing Minecraft and you weren't. Moral of the story, never teach your parents how to play your games or you might just lose out on some snowy day in March.

Sincerely with love from your dad,
Leo