Pete's father is a dear sweet man. He's just so nice and so very kind and I adore him. Like most people, my FIL has some endearing quirks that are just part of his personality. For example, he cannot go anywhere, at almost any time of the year, without taking a sweater with him. Sometimes, he takes a sweater and a lightweight jacket. You just can't be too careful about getting chilly. And, if we are with him, he invariably asks if we need a sweater too.
The personality similarities between my father-in-law and my older daughter are quite pronounced. So much so, that others have commented on it.
On a related note, the temperatures here in Virginia are registering FALL. Highs in the 70s and lows in the 40s. Cooler than summer weather, but definitely not winter weather.
Graceful has already started wearing sweaters and fleeces most mornings. It was cool this morning as she was dressing and she asked if she should wear a turtleneck and maybe even some thick fleece pants. I advised against it, so she went with long pants and a long sleeved shirt. For some reason, she didn't put on a sweater, as is her usual habit.
The girls and I got in the car to go on our orchard outing and waited for Pete, who was still in the house, getting his shit together.
Thirty seconds later, I was walking through the kitchen door and headed for the bedrooms. Pete asked what I was doing.
"I'm getting a sweater for your father's granddaughter."