A thing I want to remember

One morning last week, I was driving Nico to school while he chattered away in the backseat. The snow we'd gotten the week before had gone through many cycles of the very top layer melting and refreezing, so there was (is) a giant continuous block of frozen snow covering everything. "It looks like a big cake," Nico said, "like a big snow cake." And it really did. "I don't think just one kid could eat it," he mused. "It would probably take a thousand kids. If it was just one kid having a little slice of the cake, he would never be able to eat the whole thing."