bundling

As I write this the wind is whipping against the house making the windows shudder and the snow on the roof blow into drifts over the ridges in the tin. It feels ever so wintry here, and I finally feel ready to welcome it, now that the calender has been flipped over to November for a good couple weeks. The last snow we had turned the whole farm magic, the sun shining on all that sparkling white. I do love winter.

But we are trying to get used to the inevitable bundling that comes with the season. Today I had two toddlers in my care and wondered how mom's of twins do it- the leggings, pants, shirt, sweater, wool socks, felt-pack boots, snowsuit (with elastic pulled over aforementioned boots,) scarf, hat, mittens (velcro fastened tight over the snow suit) all times two. And I need to wear something too. And the one that was dressed first pulled off the mittens to pound on the door to be let out, as the other announced he was peeing (luckily he was the one with the diaper,) and by the time we were all dressed and ready to go out, one toddler (the more verbal one) asked for lunch. Humph. I know I said I liked winter, but this part I could pass on.

But, like it or not, bundling time is here, and so, this scarf. It is actually the fleece scarf that came with Ari's snowsuit, but it was just so grey- it needed jazzing up. Really, why is everything for boys either navy blue or grey? Who made up the rule that boys couldn't wear colour? Yes there are some blues and greys here too, but who could resist these doggies? And the scarf is cozy warm with the fleece back. I modelled it on the Soulemama scarf I treated myself to last winter and which has been happily pulled out again for daily wear. That is some bundling that actually cheers me up. And a picture of yesterday's project. Because barley in a muffin tin can keep a toddler busy all through the dinner-making hour. And that is worth remembering.