Every morning, the conversation starts like this:
"Mamma, do I have to wear my jacket?"
"And my hat and gloves?"
'WWWWHHHHYYYYY DDDDDOOOOO IIIIIII HHHHHAAAAVVVVEEEE TTTTOOOOO WWWWWEEEEEAAAARRRRR TTTTTHHHHHEEEEEEMMMMM?" (Said in whiny voice).
"Because it is minus -10C outside."
"But it is so hot out....."
Seriously.... this is what they say. It is hot outside. No, boys, it is -18C with windchill. No one would ever call that hot. PLUS, I will also get you to put your snow pants in your school bag... just to rub it in ;)
It is the same fight all the time. Alexander has tried, on numerous occasions, to sneak out of the house with a hoodie... just a hoodie... when we were in the middle of a snowstorm (and we have had a few of those lately but that is another story).. and without gloves or hat... or boots. Nicklas and Oliver freak out when they see their winter jackets... and even more when they have to actually put them on. See, it is like poison. Then the game turns to "how little of my jacket do I actually have to let touch my body?", which means jacket wide open and off the shoulders. In my universe, at least the poison jacket is on (yes, I pick my battles) and the ever menacing snow pants are in their school bags, so I am satisfied.
Hats, gloves, scarves and boots.... mmmmwwwwaaaahhhhhaaaaaa.... sheer poison! ;)
Happy Friday to you all from this terrible and mean mother!
|See... poison... they even come with a warning label ;)|