On Tuesday, the first really chilly day, I put a pair of nice, new gloves on Sam’s hands.* I bent down to look Sam in the eyes, so he would know I was serious. “Sam,” I said, “Do not lose these gloves.” He looked sweetly back into my Stern Mom Face™ and said,…
Diary, Nov. 12: Wintering with children
With small children and winter, there is no hygge. There is only survival.