December in my world is. The perfect little snowflakes slowly falling down to the ground. Slowly piling up to make perfect packing snow. Quickly getting on your coat, hat, gloves, and snow pants. Running out and jumping into the perfect white snow. Grabbing and packing the snow to build a fort for the upcoming snowball fight. You finish your fort and then you start with the snowballs. Making snowball after snowball. Not stopping till you're sure you'll have enough to last the whole Winter season. Then you hear it the blowhorn and then all around you the neighbor hood just starts launching snowballs left and right. You're forts taking fire from every angle, and you are sending out deadly punishment to anyone who throughs at your fort.