I love to dress my kids all matchy matchy. It’s mean, I know, but I can’t stop doing it (already ordered my Holiday Hannas).
(I swear Keller’s shirt was the right size…it’s the pouting that makes it look too small.)
I even match the jammies:
So what’s the problem (other than the need for therapy later in life)? BC’s been “helping” with the kid laundry lately. He often puts things in the wrong person’s closet. Macy’s missing capris? In Keller’s closet in the pants section. One time Keller wore girl shorts for a whole day before anyone noticed. So, when packing hastily for Bear Lake last week, I thought I packed this for Campbell for church:
Wrong. I packed this:
That’s right. I packed a 9 month sized romper for my freakishly large 2 year old. At least I didn’t pack the 3 month size? (Yes, I own that outfit in 2 sizes…don’t judge. Campbell was so ginormous that the 3 month one only fit him for like a week so I had to get another one for maximum matching nerdiness.) So, what’s a mom to do? Go shopping. In Montpelier, Idaho. Population smaller than my high school. We checked every store in town. Both of them. Apparently there are no toddlers in the greater Montpelier metropolitan area, because there were exactly zero items of clothing in any style in 2T, 3T, or 4T. Want to see what we ended up with?