He received a book for Christmas last year that has the song lyrics along with some illustrations of Frosty and his friends and all of their revelry around town. This past Christmas we broke it out and started to sing the lyrics as we turned the pages, never realizing the Pandora's Box that we were opening. Now we're lucky if we only have to sing it three times in one day. A more typical day is six times or more (per parent!). When he's still rubbing the sleep from his eyes in the mornings - even before turning the lights on - he reaches for the bookshelf where that sacred book is kept. It's the lullaby that he prefers at bedtime. When he sees the book high up on the shelf throughout the day, there's no pacifying him until we sing it and look at the pictures. When Frosty leads his friends down the streets of town right to the traffic cop, Caleb will enthusiastically put up his hand and holler "Stop!" I've sung it so many times it's permanently engraved in my memory, and my singing and dancing to it may be ready for Broadway.
Perhaps Caleb just knows that the sun will soon be hot and he must run and have some fun with Frosty before he melts away.
