Coldest Night of the YEAR!

I cannot begin to explain how much I hate the cold. The winter here, although mild to some, hovers at about 35 degrees with rain. Even those from the north admidt this is a very unplesant way to spend 4 months. Usually, this cold starts in January, but this year, we have already had our first really cold snap. Another one is headed here now. (the high tomorrow - 29) All on his own, James asked about the Christmas parade. Like fools, we told him and of course, that ended up being The Coldest Night of the YEAR. Here is how I prepared the kids for the weather:

Layer of jammies (this proved to be brillant because when we came home, we took their outer layers off and off to bed!):


Their clothes:


Their heavy jackets:


Hats and gloves, and no, these did not stay on for long:


And finally Santa hats!


The parade was fine. Andy true to form refused to wear hats and gloves and got really cranky and cold. He actually asked for his hat and gloves, which at this time helped, but really he was too far gone. Thank goodness for the hot chocolate!


James had a great time. The cold never seemed to bother him, but the second it was over, he broke down. He took a long time to warm back up:


I didn't take many pictures of the actual parade, but here is the grand finale - Santa on the fire engine.