Monday I pulled the winter jackets out of the guest closet where they rest eleven months of the year.
Thankfully, I bought the jackets (and snow boots) just big enough last year for our trip to Iowa and to Colorado they still fit both kids.
My children protested, wondering why their arms refused to rest at their sides.
My son whined because his car seat harness needed loosening to fit over the jacket’s bulk.
We reached our destination and climbed out of the van as the breezy north wind whipped our southern acclimated skin.
The Tackler turned to me.
“Mommy, I need a jacket for my hands.”
This from the child who ditches his hoodie jacket at every opportunity.
“Those are called gloves. I’ll dig them out later.”
If I can find them.
What has your child said that made you smile?