It was so cold this morning, but so deceptively sunny! We set out to do Fox Island and Skerwink, but the wind was bitter. Sylvia soon let me know she was NOT happy.
This is how we made it back to the car, baby wailing all the way:
She was wearing a wool base layer, but I obviously didn’t have enough clothes on her. She cried for a full hour until her hands and toes thawed out. The guilt! I has it.