Why won’t rug-rats rug up?
MY KIDS ARE GIVING ME THE COLD SHOULDER
EVERY winter it seems Sydney is taken by utter surprise that the season may bring actual chilly weather.
Last week there was widespread dread as the east coast was hit by a cold snap, or “Antarctic Vortex” or SNOWPOCALYPSE! — depending on which news outlet you follow.
Yet many of us still cannot convince our stubborn children to put on a jumper.
Now, my house is very cold and because I’m a bit stingy when it comes to heating, my family pretty much spends our waking hours in the one big room that we keep toasty enough.
We eat in that room, watch TV, play and work in there, get dressed in there, dry our washing in there. Heck, if I could keep a couple of oxen on some hay in the corner for extra warmth I would.
Which is kind of appropriate because, as the old saying goes, my impervious-to-
Hypothermia aside, I asked a GP friend whether one could really catch a cold by merely being out in the cold. She thought not, shooting down that threat for getting kids to rug up.
I suspect this has been a source of intergenerational conflict since the dawn of time. There must be cave paintings that depict exasperated prehistoric parents trying to get their kid to wear a vest. “For pity’s sake Og, put on your woolly mammoth — it’s literally the Ice Age out there.”
Indeed, my mum still buttonholes me on the way to the front door to ask if I’ll be taking a jacket.
Of course as a mature adult now I give her an appropriate response, which is to roll my eyes dramatically and huff, “I am 41 years old you know. I’m pretty sure I KNOW IF I’M GOING TO NEED A JACKET.”
And then I go and get my jacket.