To Wear or Not to Wear - that is the Question . . .
Remember this from "A Christmas Story" ??? : )
This morning, I dropped Megan off at daycare for a much needed few hours to myself. Jim has been working nights and Meg's schedule has been a little off. She's been taking later naps and, therefore, wanting to stay up later. She's also been getting up in the middle of the night pretty much every night for the last couple of weeks. I feel like I have had zero time to myself to recharge my parental batteries. For me, time to myself equals having more to give of myself to others. Just a couple of hours and I'm good as new.
I ventured to our local mall to find winter coats for Meg and my youngest son, Brendan. I've looked in several stores for a coat for Meg but wasn't able to find anything that wasn't too girly or loaded with patterns and colors. I wasn't concerned about her lack of a coat until a couple of days ago. It's been unseasonably warm here in New York so I've been able to get away with layers under a heavier hooded sweater. Realistically, we go from the warm house to the car to our destination which is usually warm and back again. No biggie. And with Brendan, he doesn't get cold EVER. He'd be perfectly content wearing a hooded sweatshirt and a hat and gloves if it gets REALLY cold. I don't fight him on it. He's always been very healthy and my older boys were (and still are) the same way. I have to admit though, when he came home from school the other day and told me a teacher had asked him if he had a warm coat I kinda sorta got worried that people must think I'm a bad mother because my kid isn't bundled up on the first cold day. I told my friend about this and she told me a story about how one of her friend's sons was the same way with the not wanting to wear a coat thing. She said that a passerby saw her friend's son walking without a coat and assumed that his family couldn't afford one so she went home and grabbed an old coat out of her closet and drove back to look for the boy. She found him and handed the coat to him. On one hand, that is a wonderful story of a random act of kindness. On the other hand, the mother was mortified when her son came home with an old coat given to him by a stranger when he had a new one hanging in the closet collecting dust!!! LOL!!! I thought that was a great story on so many levels!!!
By the way, I did find a coat for both of my kids. A plain pink quilted one for Meggie and a thin but warm one for Brendan. Now I pray that they fit!!
Many blessings for a happy Monday ~ Wendy