Kid Logic States: If it's hot, wrap up in thick layers. If it's cold, wrap up in thin layers.

My kids are pretty active indoors and out, they dance, play ball games, ride bikes, and once in a great while run with me. So when it comes to dealing with different types of weather they have some experience. All the kids have gotten in the habit of asking about the forecast for the day so they can plan a little on what they may need to bring or wear during school days. This new habit was tested not to long ago when we planned for a trip across the state.

 As parents we encourage our kids to try and think for them selves and had decided nudge them a little further into a self supportive role by allowing them to pack their own backs for our trip. We explained to them that the weather was going to get cold and probably wet during the trip. I wasn't really worried about them being under prepared as my youngest boy typically listens well prepares for weather appropriately. My second oldest son seems at times was born in an incubator and requires a steady temp of 78.4567 degrees and will either be freezing or burning up as the case may be if the temp fluctuates a degree up or down. Naturally he is more than willing to bundle up in a parka, nit cap, and gloves in 40 degree weather. So imagine our surprise when as we pull into our first destination at the other end of the state, that the weather has as predicted turned sour and all of us but two boys put on some sort of extra clothing. Well after letting a lesson sink in a bit during our sight seeing we managed to find some sweatshirts (no coats or jackets for some reason) for our two goofballs and they were able to finish the trip a little less chilled.

Yesterday my youngest son spent a good deal of time outdoors playing and working up a good sweat. He of course came in and took his shower before bedtime and went to bed fresh and clean. Now his room tends to get warmish as the day wears on and will remain hot or warm into the night. As it turns out his bedroom was a little warm for his taste and he relocated to a cooler part of the house. When I found him as I made my rounds later on in the evening he was wrapped up tight in a winter blanket with flannel bottoms and sweating like he just stepped out of a sauna. I couldn't help but laugh as I stripped his blanket from him and sent him to his own bed reminding him fans work best when plugged in and to ditch the blanket if you're hot.