This morning as I left for work it was a brisk 42 degrees. By noon it was in the 50's, and, as I sit here now, it feels like it is in the high 60's, low 70's. Really, it's hot enough that neither Meg or I are wearing pants. The dog is though, which is kind of suspicious.
Tomorrow, it is supposed to snow.
I think you an now understand why there is no such thing as a "set spring wardrobe" in this state. In the past 24 hours I have seen people wearing sweaters and jackets, and people wearing shorts and t-shirts. All were dressed perfectly appropriately for at least 15 minutes of the day, and for the rest of the time they were likely bemoaning their fashion choices. That's the real spring fashion choice in Utah: deciding if you would rather complain about being too hot, or being too cold.
Ryan prefers to be too hot, stripping off layers when it gets to unbearably warm. I prefer to be cold, taking his layers as he sheds them or surrenders them because I have gotten unbearably whiny. That's how it has worked for five years, and we have perfected the system. It's how we dress Meg though, that is the bone of contention.
Outfit one of seven for the day. I dress her in a cute outfit, with a onesie underneath, and think she's ready to go.
Ryan changes out her cute sandals (that go with the outfit) and puts her in shoes and socks. Oh, and he adds a cardigan or hoodie.
I replace the cardigan with a rain jacket that I stash in her bag "just in case." I also grab the sandals.
Ryan stashes her parka in the bag as well, along with a warmer outfit, usually part of which is a sweater that could only be described as "apres ski."
We finally leave the house with a diaper bag that could be mistaken as a weekend getaway suitcase.
Well, at least we only have to worry about spring for another two weeks at most. Then the scorching summer will begin and none of will care about what we are wearing, because our brains will be melted.
It will almost make us miss the May weather schizophrenia.
Almost.
19 comments:
Oh, that is so cute, you both shoving stuff in the diaper bag. She will obviously be well prepared for all kinds of weather, as well as all kinds of parental love!
Damn, that is one cute baby.
Cuuuuuuute!
Same here with "spring" weather. We've had sun, rain, hail and wind all in the same few days.
You are me and Ryan is Mr. RK in terms of clothing layers and temperature preferences!
You...whine? Nah....
Dude, Meg is so stinking cute. I just stash a blankie and say the hell with it. But then again, it's always a steady 78 degrees here in southern california.
That's it. I'm taking of my pants too as an act of solidarity. Power to the pantless!
Clearly, Ryan has not read the dangers of overbundling a child.
We've had similar weather here. The kind where I switch the furnace from heat to cool in one day. Yay for the midwest! Or, damn it all to hell! Whatever.
That's adorable--always prepared!
I'd kick someone for some snow right now. *I* feel whiny for complaining about 87 degree weather.
Cuter than cute!!
The weather in the UK is all over the place too. Rain, sun, cold, hot. Well no, not that hot. The UK doesn't do hot.
Damn. I'm sorry. Did you write something? All I could see was this incredibly adorable baby on your page....
Ohhhh pink is definitely that girl's color!!!
I will never learn to keep up with our ever changing weather. Poor Mea ends up freezing to death one day, and sweating to death the next. Thank goodness, the warm weather is nearly here!
Spring in Maine is just as crazy.
Very cute! Weird that I don't remember the heat from the summer I lived in Utah. Oh wait. Maybe I do.
Spring is the same here. One morning it was 60 and appeared to be climbing. Then a storm rolled through, and it dropped to 40. I'm the Mom Of The Year who sent two toddlers to daycare in t-shirts and shorts, no jacket.
Is Sally also wearing her fedora?
I love the new look to your blog!!
And that is a ridiculously cute picture of Meg.
Cuteness alert, right there. It has made my day to see her beautiful little face.
The new layout looks great, by the way!
I hate Utah! I love you and your baby!
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