When all else fails, wear snow boots.

Today was just one of those days. Anyone in the surrounding county would have thought we were tourturing our children. One was screaming because she wanted to go back outside. She happened to forget what she did in the first place that made her have to stay in the house for the evening. The other was having a complete melt down over his shoes. His tennis shoes hurt his feet (they are the right size), if he wore hunting boots he'd have to wear socks, his new sandals were incredibly comfortable on the way to pick Sissy up from the bus, but now "pinch" him. Then I put his socks on the wrong feet=) When all else fails, wear snow boots that are 3 sizes too small.
I'm glad that there are so few of these days!