This morning as Xander left the house for the bus stop, 1 block away, he let me in on his secret mission plan.
"When I get to school, I'm going to reveal my TRUE IDENTITY!" He demonstrated the t-shirt and shorts underneath his long-sleeved shirt and regular jeans.
Funny, but, YES, that would be his true identity. Even as a toddler, Xander was recognized from long distances by his lack of outerwear. People who knew us would say, "Oh, here come the Weibels....I can see that little boy with no coat on." Of course, this identifying tactic only worked in the cooler months. Xander was also the only one to be relieved to come home after a February trip to Florida to visit the Lybberts a few years ago.
"You're going to wait until you're inside to take off your layers, right?" I questioned with pursed lips and one eyebrow raised.
A brief ponderous look flashed across his face...."um, yeah. Of course." Xander has a very characteristic way of raising his shoulders, waving his hands palms-up, and tipping his head to the side while rolling his eyes ever-so-slightly. It's completely unconvincing to the trained mother's eye.
"Alrighty....I guess." I swished back into the kitchen, gave 2 moments attention to Zoe and Guy, and sneaked over to check the thermostat. 40 degrees...
Even with chunks of ice and mini-snowdrifts still lingering, it feels SO much warmer than all that COLD weather we've had this winter. It's no wonder a cabin-fevered mind would think it's time to doff some sleeves. Still, I remember when I was a kid and Jayne Cowley next door wouldn't let her son Kevin outdoors in shorts until the morning temperature was 60. Nuggets of wisdom like that are discliplinary candy for moms....I'm just certain I was never let out in shorts in cold weather. Well, at least Xander would be inside with today's shorts on.
I came back into the hall for a glimpse of Xander, trotting away down the front steps, clad in SHORTS, TEE-SHIRT, and FLIP-FLOPS! Aaaarrrgh!
According to the clock, he'd have to jog fast to catch the bus, and if that didn't keep him warm, perhaps he could dip into his bulging backpack for some CLOTHES! Aaaarrrgh!
Oh, heavens! Go ahead and reveal your true identity if you must, but please don't reveal mine to child welfare services.
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