Big Glass Window pains

I loved the windows at our home when I was a child. They were big low windows and just one solid pain (payne). My sister and I used them like light boxes to trace our drawings or anything else. When it was a stormy night I loved to sit by the window and watch the lightening light up the sky. When it was clear, we watched the stars. When it was a cold night, like last night, Jack Frost would invariably come and make the greatest patterns of ice on the windows. At Christmas, we used artifical snow and spray painted the windows to decorate. Upps! had to redo them several times. I wonder why. And there was always the big Santa that had a light in it that we put on the window ledge. I'm all but certain that Santa might have missed our house if we did not set him there. There were strings of cut out snowflakes and paper dolls that held hands that we strung across the window. It seemed that every holiday we could think of something to decorate our window space. Then there was pressing your nose against the glass and leaving a fog portrait or when the humidity and temperature were just right there was a film that made the greatest place to draw and write with your fingers of course. Then of course you could always use it like a bulletin board to tape up all of your posters and coloring pages. I don't know if a window counts as one of those calssic toys like a stick, a can or a doll...but it was certainly fun. Especially if you had a mother who enabled and encouraged....but she did make us wash them too. Oh, I wish today I could see the work of Jack Frost on the window again the way I remember it. You know the nicest thing about our window fun...it was as fun as it was cheap. Fun things don't always come in fancy packages and sometimes they are as simple and as complex and your imagination.