No kid likes wearing a coat, especially on the prairies. As soon as you can walk, you learn to never allow your parents to coat shop for a coat unsupervised. It is a survival tactic all children know.
Left to their own devices, parents would get some huge puffy, durable thick brown or dark green, heavy coat that zips up from your calves to just below your eyes. These things always have a zipped in extra lining that your parents fix so it can never be zipped out. They are terrified of the potential of kids sipping and unzipping willy nilly throughout the long winter months. They do this because they envision you, an extra pair of hands to work the land, lost in the fields somewhere, wandering, blinded by the snow, freezing to death, ... found at spring thaw, huddled in a frozen mass just a few feet from where the search cows gave up the hunt last winter. It takes about 5 years to make a replacement for you that is of any use to the farm. Money can drive even the kindest people to desperate acts. Most of those farmers may look docile but they are desperate underneath those coveralls.