Embarrassing the Kids

It was 31 degrees when it was time to get the kiddos to school this morning, so of course I made them wear their winter clothes.

Right? I mean, 31 degrees.

The playground at the school was a vision of spring fever: sweatshirts, shorts, tennis shoes.

Poor Christian gets out and waves goodbye in his coat, hat, mittens, boots.

"Love you, honey!" I say through the window.

"I knew I shouldn't have worn all this stuff," he answered back.