My dad got this in his stocking from "Santa".  It even lights up:)  I find great pleasure/fun in the light-hearted side of my dad.  This was taken in the Black Hills where we had a beautiful snow on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day as you can see through the window.  Christmas in the "Hills" is always a peaceful time.  It's as though all of us turn into different people when the stresses and strains we feel at home seem to fade away and become non-existent at the cabin.  I treasure it.