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I had one of those “Parenting” moments this morning. One of those moments where you have no idea if you’re doing the right thing so you just pick one and decide Dr. Phil would be on my side. And if he’s not, it’s ok because he can be a little self-righteous.
It’s my yearly goal to only buy my kids one winter coat. I’m very vigilant about asking them where they’re coats are. I generally buy the coats too big in hopes I can use them two years. Last year I bought a 3-in-1 coat that you can unzip the inside fleece for one son and my daughter. This is the warmest coat at Land’s End. I also thought it would be the most versatile. Until my kids started unzipping the coats themselves and leaving the inner or outer coat different places.
My son is missing the inner liner. He’s decided the outer liner is actually colder without it. (I think it’s because it’s nylon rather than fleece.) So he wouldn’t wear it this morning. I could’ve either:
I chose #2 even though as a kid I would never admit I was cold until about 15 degrees. So I have some of that “my kid’s gonna be cold Mommy guilt.”
Then I decided to buy him a new coat that doesn’t separate. But it isn’t rated to -15 and in Montana, that can be important.
A friend buys her kids warm coats and then embroiders their office logo on it so when her kid leaves it somewhere no one will take it. I’ve been thinking about doing that.
Because when I wrote my number on the back of their coats in large, permanent numbers, there were some unwanted results.