Coat

"How could you put me in this warm coat?!  HOW COULD YOU!???  WAH!"

While we're only venturing 3 miles down Ventura Blvd. for Thanksgiving, we will be traveling 2,000 miles back to Chicagoland for Christmas.  My parents picked up the winter coat pictured above (with accompanied snow pants) last year when we went home.  The good news is the coat still fits.  The bad news is The Boy is now old enough to realize he's not a fan of coats.

I have become one of those parents I used to see out in the world and judge (not all that discreetly I might add).  Why don't they have a hat/sweater/coat on that little child?!  What's wrong with those people?  Look at THEM all bundled up while baby goes without!  

Yeah, well I owe all those folks a big apology (except for the ones who really are idiots and didn't even bother to attempt a hat/sweater/coat).  It's a good thing we live in Southern California-- or perhaps because of it-- because Boy hates warm clothes.  Lately just getting pants on the little fellow is a battle.  And if you think pants are a struggle then don't even think about getting a hooded sweatshirt on his little torso!  No way, Sister, no way!

So yeah, winter in Chicago will be interesting...