Apparently, Emmett's town was pretty much the
coldest place in North America this morning. Too cold, even, to get a reading on the
Emmetthermometer.
Beneath multiple blankets, a snowsuit, and a pair of Arctic-weight wool socks knitted by Gramma, Emmett is snug like bug in rug as he rides his Chariot to daycare.
His equally effective, but somewhat less practical strategy for dealing with the cold involves cramming into his
PeaPod with multiple other humans. Here he illustrates this technique with the assistance of cousin Jimmy and Uncle Colin.