Winter (sort of) arrived here last night. There is less than 1 mm of snow on the ground but it is very cold today. Nathan actually came home in a borrowed jacket from school yesterday. (Bad mommy, sent him in a spring coat)
So, this morning we were determined to dress our children properly. That means: winter coats, snow boots, toques and mitts. Nathan’s coat from last year just barely fits him & I want Eric to wear it this year, which means I CAN’T put it on Nathan or Eric will decide it is “nathan’s coat” and refuse it all winter. Fortunately, I had another old coat that would do for Nathan today, so he is all nicely bundled in an old coat, new boots and a hat and mitts that are a big snug.
Well, Eric was having none of it. He screamed and cried about the coat. He fussed and kicked about the boots. We threw him outside so he would understand the winter clothes were required, not a child torture device. He kicked and screamed some more. (While all this was going on, I was serenely packing lunches and applying another layer of eyeshadow. I might have looked ok, but if Daddy is willing to deal with the fit, I might as well look great today…)
Eric finally got out the door, fully dressed and cried all the way to the car. Then he screamed and cried all the way to town. All twenty minutes of it. Upon opening the van door, I found he’d kicked off his hat, mitts and snowboots. So, I tossed him out of the van in his socks, closed the door and told him to walk to the daycare. He cried all the way to the door that he wanted to be carried. Then he came in the door, still crying that he WAS NOT going to walk to daycare by himself. Ummmm….sweetheart, you are already inside, I think you lost this one.
Then he fussed and cried that he would miss me too much. Oh, yeah. I. have. heard. this. before. The second he gets inside, he’ll quit crying and pretend like nothing happened. Been there. Done that. Don’t even try it.
The real problem with being three is……it lasts a whole year.