Poor Oona – she's had to walk to daycare in some truly egregious weather (they just called off the wind-chill warning this afternoon) and conditions (snow plow, meet sidewalk plow – now fight!). Yesterday I had to threaten her with frostbite just so she'd keep the scarf over her face (her: "I can't see!", me: "I don't care!"). Trying to get her up this morning was like a trip to the post office: forced smiles, mediocre results, occasional fart smell. But at least she fought me a little less on the scarf issue.
