sayga's daughter just got her very first pair of mittens.

At age, what, two?

It's a very cute story, but I can't enjoy it because I'm busy going "bully for you" in my mind.

Today, we were the very last people to leave the SICM. All the staff are standing around waiting for us to leave, so embarrassing. And why? Because I completely forgot to take "bundling everybody up" into account. Two jackets for Ana, and a hat, and a hood, and mittens. A sweater and hat and hood and mittens and socks for the baby. Baby under my poncho. Baby falls asleep, so give her a tiny bit of head support there. (She just passed right out when she got under that poncho. This is what the slightly annoyed staff termed my "magic coat". They'd've been more impressed if we'd been gone sooner.)

And it's not even that cold out.

And this is going to be the routine from now through until, oh, I'd say mid-April, minimum. Later for days we go into the city - the wind by the water is fierce.

For crying out loud, we're hardly arctic circle here! I want my sun back. *sniffles pathetically*

(I also want some gloves for me. My hands were getting cold today!)