The past few days have been bitterly cold here in Kansas. While I have tried to keep us indoors as much as possible, a trip to Target was necessitated. We were finished shopping and the girls rode in the cart on the way back to the car. Tink, who sat in the front of the cart, immediately sucked in a gust of cold air, closed her eyes, and began shaking her fists and head until we reached the car. Oooh, Mommy, wind-ow, she told me as the wind whipped through our clothing and seemingly straight to our bones. Wind-ow cold, she said.
Yes, sweetie, that darned wind-ow will get you every time!