My son is potty training, and we did not have enough pants for this experience. I think my daughter potty trained in warmer weather or something. Anyway, we were running through his pants at a very rapid rate and had to rush out to get more. It goes in fits and starts with days going by without any wet pants coming home from school or hanging over the edge of the laundry basket to dry before washing. And then there is a four pants day. (For you Brits out there, I am talking about trousers). When my son grows out of size three, someone is going to get a box full of clothing with a odd proportion of shirts to pants.
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It seems that our buttons are falling off these days. Wednesday evening as my wife and I caught up on our shared TV show, I sewed buttons on my shirt, my daughter’s sweater, and my son’s pants. It felt good to get those projects off my desk, and hopefully our clothes will stay on our bodies!
That title sounds so much better than what really happens. Actually, that sounds worse. We have evolved from all out rebellion and screaming to calm acceptance of the whole nail cutting experience. Of course, that is helped by my completely forgetting to do it for probably over a month. The nails on my kids were exceptionally long except on my daughter’s fingers. She has taken to chewing on them, and this is even more reason to keep them clipped short. Until next month, that is.
I guess it is a luxury to worry about clothes and clothes shopping. It is hard for me not to.
I don’t think clothes necessarily make people act a certain way, but they certainly do engender reactions from those around the wearer. Also, whenever my daughter does put on a sparkly dress or some other “girly” thing, her demeanor does change quite a bit, and anyone meeting her for the first time when she acts like this would have a very strong first impression that is not favorable.
My daughter will be treated differently depending on what she wears. If she has on athletic clothes, people will assume she is a capable athlete. If she wears preppy clothes, other assumptions will be made. If she wears most of the things off the girls’ rack at the store, still other assumptions will be made. When she is old enough to have a strong self identity, she can select whatever wardrobe she wants, but in these impressionable years, I’d like people’s response to her to reflect a belief in her intelligence and her physical abilities. I do think what she wears has bearing on that.
We have been extraordinarily blessed with hand-me-downs from friends to clothe our children. They pass us almost the entire wardrobe for our children including winter coats and jackets. We have bought some shoes and boots, underwear, and some socks. Other than that, much of our clothes have been free or close to it. My daughter, however, has hit that part of life when she has stopped growing quite as fast and has caught up with our clothes donors in size. My wife and I took advantage of my mother’s visit to hop over to a thrift store and do a quick shopping. We are lucky to have a fully stocked kids section in our local store, so getting some variety was fairly easy. The discussions when my daughter was trying on her new clothes re-revealed the differences that my wife and I have about clothing. We have both shifted a lot on this topic, but there are still areas that are difficult. It is a process that has its ups and downs, and our shopping and trying on experience contained both of those.
It seems my kids always want to wear the most inappropriate footwear for any occasion. Flip-flops for soccer practice, rain boots on sunny days, and winter boots all of the time. Finally, the snow has arrived and it is cold. The winter boots are the footwear that goes with the occasion. I put the boots on my son and headed over to Home Depot to get new cartridges for our under-sink water filter. The errand was a complete bust in terms of getting the replacement parts and the battery to power the sensor for the next time replacement is needed. In terms of boot enjoyment, the exclamations of, “Boots,” emanating from the back seat proved that it was an unqualified success.
Pants on the ground was hilarious when it happened on American Idol, but it happens all too regularly with my daughter without the intentional fashion statement. Her pants just ride low, and while they don’t fall to the ground, she gives any plumber a run for the money.
So I bought a belt at Goodwill to see if it would help. She loves the belt and has wanted one for a long time. Unfortunately, she does not have the hips to make much difference with a belt on. The pants still trend downward. Perhaps its back to overalls!