trinityroyal
Well-Known Member
My brother used to go out to mess with his car in the dead of winter wearing a pair of boxers and running shoes and nothing else. He just didn't feel the cold.
My husband's "winter coat" is a thin cotton cardigan that his brother gave him for Christmas last year. The beautiful wool winter coat and the parka hang unused in the coat closet. He just doesn't ever get cold enough to wear them. Occasionally he will put on his boots (ankle high), but only if the snow on the ground is deeper than 5 inches or so. Baby Tyrannosaur is just like his dad. When I check on him in the night, I find that he's taken off his pyjamas and thrown off his blankets. He's lying there just in his diaper, happy as a lark. If I cover him back up with the bedclothes, he whimpers and fusses.
(I on the other hand, bundle up in layers and layers of warm woolies. Despite being born and raised in the Great White North, I am a tropical being and can't STAND the cold)
My husband's "winter coat" is a thin cotton cardigan that his brother gave him for Christmas last year. The beautiful wool winter coat and the parka hang unused in the coat closet. He just doesn't ever get cold enough to wear them. Occasionally he will put on his boots (ankle high), but only if the snow on the ground is deeper than 5 inches or so. Baby Tyrannosaur is just like his dad. When I check on him in the night, I find that he's taken off his pyjamas and thrown off his blankets. He's lying there just in his diaper, happy as a lark. If I cover him back up with the bedclothes, he whimpers and fusses.
(I on the other hand, bundle up in layers and layers of warm woolies. Despite being born and raised in the Great White North, I am a tropical being and can't STAND the cold)