First Christmas Present!

So today it is in the low thirties outside. The weather people say that with the considerable wind chill (and it is considerable) it is actually around 19˚ out there.
Little Robinson Miel is looking at me like he is BORED. Auntie Andrea is here and looking at me like "your son is BORED." He needs to get out and about. Feel the air on his face. Drastic measures need to be taken. It is at moments like these when a father's instincts kick in. Moments like these when Grampa is a hero. The boy is warm and toasty pops. Thanks Grampa. You saved the day again.