I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write. May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmasses be white. Mackenzie: "Hey guys what is this?" Isaac: "It's a record player." Mackenzie: "Cool!! Watch this.." (sound of record scratching)