puffy

Today was cold, cold, cold when we left for school. I had the kids bundle up in layers- Ali was wearing pajama pants under his trousers and I snagged H's warm, flannel lined khakis from the closet. I put a long sleeved shirt and a thick turtleneck on, then pulled on my coat and a scarf and hat. Ali put on two jackets and stood watching me tuck everything in. "I want to be puffy," he said. "You're puffy." And he emphasized this by poking the puffy places. I felt like the Pilsbury dough boy.