and let it be known because it is usually never recognized—-but on this morning, I was right. After a morning of gently mentioning how cold it is, the windchill 4 and it’s snowing, one little boy finally gave in and put on jeans. Did everyone hear that? JEANS. My basketball jersey wearing son went out the door with JEANS, a LONG sleeved polo, a hoodie AND yes drum-roll please….a winter coat. Okay, I finally gave up about the hat but much to my amazement this boy, seconds later, ran back into the house saying, “It is COLD, where’s my hat?” Of course, I followed him out the door to snap this monumental occasion. For at least one day we are dressed appropriately for the weather. I saw the hat get whisked off as soon as the bus was in sight—– but at least from our front door to the end of our driveway—I was right and he was warm!