Winter Is No Place for Children

My poor little rug-rats were stuck inside all day because it's cold. COLD. The hurt kind of cold. Elias has two raw places around his pretty little lips: chapped spots. Lena's nose is falling off. So is mine.

Their pre-school teachers actually apologized at pick-up today for the fact that
"they might be a little hyper because it was too cold to play outside today..."

"A little hyper" is an understatement. They nearly ran a groove in the hard-woods around the sofa after bath time. I thought they might spark a fire.

Kids need to be outside. In the sun. Remember the powerful sun? I do. I know, I know. I know what you want to say:
"Quit your whining. It's really not that bad. It's only 34 degrees. We haven't even had a freeze yet. This is Austin. It's nothing. We don't really even know what winter is."

I know it's not summer. And I haven't even complained about how much I hate winter since I ranted last February. That was almost a whole year ago. I'm due.

Well, at least I haven't complained to the blogosphere. My sincerest apologies to you who know me personally and might have already had to listen to me whine.

I'm sorry. I can't help it. It's freaking COLD.

Only 174 days until June 1st.
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babs said…
But you can use your fireplace in the winter! One of my favorite memories is taking a bath with my sis, and then running to sit in front of the fire to warm up. Oh, and dont forget the hot chocolate and snow angels and... :)
12/09/2006 9:17 AM
Anonymous said…
Winter never really bothered me except when it wasn't supposed to be cold, like from March 21 until November. But now, with kids, it's a different thing entirely. Winter means a lot more work: finding socks, taking jackets off and on, checking room temperatures three times during the night. I'm longing for spring already.
--Jonathan (because I can't get my blogger name to work)
12/09/2006 12:24 PM
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