Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Becoming a Hermit In My Own Room

I want to know why toddlers are impervious to temperature.

Keith LOVES to wear his coat. Remember this past summer when it was so ghastly hot paint began peeling from the walls? Or maybe it just seemed like it would. And I was so happy to have my air conditioner. Yeah, that summer. Keith insisted on wearing his big puffy winter coat everywhere. Every time we went anywhere in the car he wanted his coat on. And I forgot to mention, the A/C in the car went out. Crazy little child of mine. We would reach our destination and there would be pools of sweat in the back seat. And he was as happy as could be because he had his coat on.

Although the weather has changed, Keith hasn't. He is still impervious to temperature.

Our heater is on the blitz. It has decided to only turn on twice a day. When we wake up in the morning, it is generally about 50* in the house. Of course we have electric heaters for the bedrooms so we don't freeze at night but when morning comes I hate getting out of bed. When I do get up, I look for tell-tale signs of a visit from Jack Frost. I swear he camps out in my living room at night.

But the cold dosen't bother Keith in the least bit. When he wakes up he is ready to play. He runs out of his room and straight for the toys he left the night before. Never mind that he can see his breath. Never mind that his woogies aare freezing in his nose. Never mind his little hands and feet make ice sickles jealous. He just wants to play...

...while I cower from the cold in my room.

And this leads me to wonder about his internal temperature settings and why heat and cold don't bother him.

And this leads me to wonder what's wrong with me? Am I really such a wimp?

My home is being run by a two year old because I am avoiding the sub-arctic temperatures and he doesn't mind them.

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