Sometimes success comes in the form of hot chocolate. :)
Out came the long-johns this morning, snowsuits, double sweaters, thick socks, mittens and hats as we prepared for a day of strolling around the Toronto Christmas Market in the Distillery District. And we survived! Success is a matter of opinion on this one. I'm pretty sure there is a block of ice sitting on this continent right now, making it frigid just about everywhere. We are certainly feeling pretty chilly here in Toronto at -7 Celsius (+19 Fahrenheit) but feels like -21 Celsius (-6 Fahrenheit). After several years on the coast of BC where we got mostly rain all winter and then Washington, DC where people locked themselves in for the week it barely dipped below 0 Celsius (20-25 Fahrenheit), we are having to adjust to this new reality of living in central Canada.
Well, I am pretty sure that the temperature took a more serious dip as we got to the Lakeshore near the market because when we got out of the car and started walking, it was like we had entered a tunnel of wind being channeled directly from the North Pole. No amount of mittens, hats or double/triple layers were keeping us or the babies warm. We were chilled to the bone. So between mitten wars, meltdowns and the extra cold factor, we didn't stay long.
But we did get to see the beautifully decorated tree in the center of the Distillery District and a short peek at the little huts of food and Christmas treasures. And we managed to pop into a few shops to get warm and grab hot chocolate (a life-saver) before heading home. It was all incredibly festive and probably my favorite Christmasy thing going on in the city this year so far, if it weren't so darn cold.
So wishing we could have stayed longer, but with two littles and two pregnant mamas.... it just wasn't meant to be. And after wrestling our two tired, cold littles into the car with hot chocolates, blankets and books before handing over our all day parking pass to a set of grandparents, Victoria and I high-fived each other on surviving the hour and half of Antarctic temperatures. But that's just being a mama sometimes, right? Cutting your losses, being flexible and celebrating the small successes like getting four hot chocolates to go (that feel really big in the moment). Ha! (Ps. you may wonder why there are no hats and mitts in the last picture, but this was the end of the mitten wars... when we cut our losses, snapped a photo for posterity and got the heck out of there).
Here's to hoping we can catch it again this weekend before it closes. Such a beautiful venue!
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