My son, the optimist

Ever since that one nice day two weeks ago, my little guy has decided that winter is over and it is now spring, thankyouverymuch.

Never mind that it's currently -22 degrees out, with a light layer of snow covering the ground.

Never mind that snow is actually falling from the sky.

Never mind that boogers freeze at this temperature.

It is Spring, don'tcha know. Logan says so. And as such, he refuses to wear a winter jacket, hat, mitts or heaven forbid...winter boots.

Of course none of this has to do with the incredibly cute froggie boots that just happened to be gifted to him two weeks ago. Nope, not connected at all, not one little bit.