March Slice of Life Challenge Day 12: Frozen
"Please bundle up. Grab your hat. Winter coat. Mittens." I nagged. We were on our way out to sell boxes of Girl Scout Cookies late last week.
"Moooooom. I'm fine," My ten-year-old insisted. It was 33 degrees Fahrenheit, and she donned a t-shirt under a thin zip-up hoodie - her green Girl Scout vest on top. A true Wisconsin kid.
"I'll bring a jacket, but you can't make me wear it."
Dear Lord. Did my kid really just say that?
"Can you at least wear your hat and mittens?" I pleaded.
Reluctantly, Alaina put on a fleece headband, but no mittens. A jacket did not accompany her.
We walked through our neighborhood for over an hour, ringing doorbell after doorbell and pulling our wagon full of Girl Scout Cookies.
|Our Girl Scout Cookie sale en route. |
Note the snow still on the ground and my daughter's poor choice of warm clothing.
Around sunset, temperatures quickly plunged. I was freezing in my winter coat, hat, and fleece-lined mittens, but I kept quiet about warmth.
"Last house," I said as we stood outside the blue colonial. I remained on the sidewalk as she ventured to ring the doorbell.
"Would you like to support my Girl Scout Troop and buy some cookies?" Alaina inquired.
"Of course! What ya got?"
Alaina steered the wagon closer to the house, displayed the available cookies. I patiently watched the cookie exchange from the nearby sidewalk.
"Thank you so much."
"Before you leave, I have a question for you," the neighbor said.
"Would you like some mittens? Your hands must be frozen."
Alaina slowly nodded and quietly added, "I can bring them back tomorrow."
The neighbor shook her head, "No need. I don't want them back. Just stay warm."
|The neighbor's gift of mittens|
Let me tell you, it took remarkable restraint not to tell my daughter, I told you so...you should have listened to your mom. I am also quite surprised that I did not tell the woman (as I desperately wanted to) that I asked my daughter to dress properly and she refused. Instead I replied, "Wow! That was nice of her to share mittens with you, Alaina."
"We live in a great neighborhood, don't we, Mom?"