Yow, it's cold...!

Dear son,

I know the title isn't very original, but neither is a cold winter, so it fits. It's about twenty degrees outside now. I don't think it got above twenty-six all day. Your mom and I went to see a movie in Manhattan today, in a neat movie complex that has all the first-run movies but none of the crowds. It was twenty-one bucks for two tickets, which is considered expensive at the time of this writing, but it's worth it for clean floors, very comfortable seats, and excellent image quality. The theater complex is in Battery Park City, the southernmost part of the city. It's easy to get to by ferry, which is always fun to ride. We got a couple burgers when we got back. Few things in this world are as tasty as a good burger. Your mom got all misty when I told her I've been writing to you since I found out you were going to be a boy, which is a couple months now. We're both very lucky to have her in our lives.

Love,
Dad