My Favorite Holiday Memory would have to be the snowball fight with my family and friends. And two things I've learned from that is, one, never use your favorite knit gloves and second, never EVER throw the snowballs towards your dad's car.
I remember few years ago, I was so excited to play that I wasn't bothered to look for my Ski Gloves and used my favorite knitted gloves. Wrong decision. I've runined it, and my mum got mad. Didn't end up perfectly...
About 5 or 6 years ago, my sisters and I were having a snowball fight, and I had a perfect round snowball in my hand, ready to throw at my sister. And I did. And my sister ducked. My dad was mad like I've never seen. He had specifically said, not to play around the car. And not only did I play around the car, I threw a snowball at it.
Despite my bitter memories, I always had a lot of fun, and will have a lot of fun this winter, and am always very excited for my traditional Snowball fights.