Brrrrr

Huge cold snap here in southern Alberta. Huge. Deep. Cold. Like, wind chills of -40. That's minus 40.

Brett has a new winter coat (from MEC, where else?), which he hates. Why? Well, he basically hates anything new. His old winter jacket was too small and being uncomfortable in it made him cry. Every morning since we've had the new jacket he asks to put the old one on instead. Then he whines and cries because it's too small. Then he whines and cries because he doesn't want to put his new one on either. Logic doesn't work ("It's cold outside; you have to wear your warmest coat"); it gets this reaction:

"Mommy, I don't like the cold and winter outside."

All I can say is that we'd better find a solution for last year's boots, which he loves, but which are -- you guessed it -- too small. If the weather ever warms up again he can wear his purple Crocs. After all the melted snow is gone, of course. Which should be, like, June.