39 degrees and all's well!

He just spent about 45 minutes out in the backyard, periodically coming to the door to order a "hot dog on a stick" (sausage and pancake on a stick, really). He ate three of them while he was out there. He finally came in a few minutes ago, with a nose that had run all OVER his face, mud covered boots and frozen little hands - his mittens had gone AWOL within the first 10 or 15 minutes. He immediately climbed up onto the couch and wrapped himself up in the blanket. I think he's about to conk out now...