Touque Tales

This morning was an interesting one to say the least. After being indoors for two solid days while we waited out the '07 blizzard we became hermits. Yes, after two days I felt like a hermit. I needed to see the outside world.

But as much as Joseph needed to get off to school and Trent needed to go to preschool I wasn't about to do anything without proper attire. At -46 degrees it does not matter how long you warm a vehicle up for it never gets warm. Addie is the easy one I can pile tights, long underwear, snowsuit, mitts, hat and blankets galore upon her and she is none the wiser. Joseph has also gotten to the easier stage where you can rationalize with him. "Dude, its like really cold out, put your hat on" Done. Trent on the other hand....oh Trenter. Yes, not a day goes by that he does not cease to be our Trenter with a mind of all his own. One day I will grow to appreciate his strong will, this morning however, was not that day. I think our conversation went something as such.

me: can you please get your stuff on so we can go
t: ok, let me just...
me: no, please we have to go
t: I don't want to wear my jacket, it's too grossy.
me: Trent, it's not grossy and very cold out you need your jacket.
t: I don't want to zip it up, I don't like it.
me: You must zip up, its very cold out.
t: I don't want to wear a toque it makes my head cold, i'm cold whaaaa
me: Today we all have to wear touques, your toque will make you warm.
t: Mom you lie to me
me: too bad, you have got to wear a toque and mittens.
t: WHHHAAAAA FREAKING WHAAAAA
me: Trent please
t: WHAAAAA FREAKING MORE WHAAAAA

I'll leave it at that, I am sure my neighbors thought I was torturing the poor child. But for me torture would be watching him leave the house and instantly have frozen ears. Not gonna do it. Let's just say it was one battle I had my heart set on winning and I did.

I think really it set a precedent that when it is really really necessary he now knows I will push the envelope, take no crap and a toque will be worn. Was it worth the fight. Yes, in all ways, Yes. It was beyond justified and I made my point.

We then get in the van and all of our pants snap in half as we sit down it is all so frozen and I start driving towards the school. I spot a young man, mid-twentiesish chasing the city bus. The bus left him behind. The young man wasn't wearing a toque. I wonder if his Mom put up with the whaaaa freaking more whaaa and lost this morning?