This is my son helping two of our house-guests load up their truck as they head out of here a few hours earlier than planned in an effort to beat the coming snowpocalypse.
It’s exactly as cold as it looks. And he made two trips this morning. Last night he did the same thing to help one of his noonas carry in the babies and coats.
Of course, it’s easier to kick off the flip flops when you walk in the house than it is to kick off your Chuck Taylors, army boots, or hunting boots.
And you can warm up by the wood stove pretty quickly, too.