It has been getting FROSTY here in Finland.

…At least, there is literal frost. And a cold alternating between sunny/crisp and wet days that beg for hot chocolate and movie nights. It’s like super fall. And it’s a refreshing change from the seven-month long Atlanta summer.

However, the challenge is this:

Everyone else seems to have a handle on the forecast, except me and perhaps some of the local Burmese/Liberian populations.

So, guides like this one on how to dress my baby to keep her toes from freezing off are less than entirely helpful.

I may need to insert for myself a big red “You Are Here” right above the 0° mark and adjust as the year goes along. But so far, the 1-year-old has been sent to school on a day that hits the high 50’s in a ridiculously heavy snowsuit and mittens suitable for a long husky-sledding adventure. And has also been out in the cold with only her medium-weight waterproof playsuit. (The horror!)

No snow yet, though…y’all know I am on the lookout.

*The US has, instead, a based-on but not-quite Imperial system, which is so complicated it has its own name (the US customary aka “we do us” system).

Also (no, my “units of measure” rant is not over) why are F° and C° so arbitrarily difficult to convert between? Ain’t nobody adding 32 and dividing by 5/9ths in their heads, despite what mathisfun.com tells you.