Next week, we are going to Tahoe for a few days. We are *not* skiing. It's a sledding kind of holiday. He is insistent that all of the kids need snow pants because otherwise it'll be too cold and wet. I refuse to buy snow pants to wear for three days out of the year if it's only sledding. The sledding will happen behind the cabin we rented, and there is literally no way these kids are going to be out for more than a couple hours at a time. He thinks I'm being unreasonable, even though we have to literally buy everything else--coats, boots, gloves, hats. I just don't see the point in spending even more money for something that isn't as necessary. Especially since we live in California and finding them cheap in a store nearby is a bitch. We're going to have a hard enough time finding appropriate coats and boots right now.
I grew up in the snow. We did not have snow pants. You wore jeans and layers if you went out. I have zero problems buying thermal underwear and more jeans for the kids, because I know they'll wear them beyond those three days. And yet, I'm the one being unreasonable because I refuse to coddle them.
What am I missing here?!?
At least Craig agrees with me about not buying anymore. As it stands, we have three pairs the adults wore the last time, none of which fits the kids properly, but FIL thinks will have to suffice since I'm being mean and not getting them new ones. Alex will wear my MIL's--which are four inches too short--Alicia will wear Craig's--which are way too big in the waist and hips--and our exchange student will wear FIL's--which are three inches too short. Apparently, these ill-fitting pants are better than nothing to him, a point I disagree with since it's worse to get snow up your pants legs and Alex and our exchange student will probably struggle to get them tucked into boots properly.
Why my experience of having grown up in snow isn't valid, I don't know. He's lived his whole life in southeast England. His only experience with snow is as a tourist.