Before you have kids and people tell you things like, “Kids are expensive,” you nod your head and pretend you know what they’re talking about.
But you have no clue until you actually have one.
Sure, you anticipate the big expenses — medical care; daycare costs; diapers as babies, Pull-ups as toddlers, then an unlimited supply of underwear during potty training.
And then there are the things you don’t see coming, such as an entire new wardrobe every six months.
Lately, I’ve been noticing that E’s dresses, shorts and skirts have been getting shorter and shorter. Since she’s such a skinny mini, they all still fit properly around the waist, but they’re just getting a little too short for our comfort. Frankly, they’re downright inappropriately short, and some of her dresses are even 5s. So we keep washing the same three pairs of bicycle shorts for her to wear under her dresses and skirts because Heaven forbid a day goes by without her wearing a dress or skirt.
Last week, it was time to see if this growth spurt was just our imaginations and we sent her to the door frame for her biannual measuring.
Nope, I wasn’t just imagining it. Check out that six-month growth spurt, from her 4th birthday to her half-birthday.
That’s 1.5 inches of wardrobe expansion. Guess I need to do some back-to-school shopping after all. Damn. At least it’s not the 3-inch spurt she experienced from 2 to 2 1/2. That one made me thing we had a Renesmee on our hands.
I think it’s time we both got some new clothes. See that shirt E is wearing? My dad and stepmom just picked it up for her in Salem, Massachusetts, during a road trip. The front says, “Are you a Good Witch …” and here’s the back:
Not only does E. love it because of her obsessive love of “Wizard of Oz,” but as soon as she opened it, she yelled, “Mommy, we’re twins!”
Yup, I have the same exact t-shirt.
When we called my dad to thank him, he was amazed I still had the shirt (although, I’m not sure why. He’s a hoarder like me). So we started calculating and as best as we can guess, I’ve had that shirt since about 1994. Sadly, it’s not the oldest shirt I still regularly wear. My favorite bedtime shirt is a worn, faded and practically see-through shirt that I adore with my high school football team’s name and mascot on it. And I got it when I was in 8th grade … in 1991.
Do you realize that means my shirt could walk into a bar and buy a drink? That might explain how banged up it looks. Is it secretly going on benders when I’m asleep?
Sadly, I don’t think I could get any pants or shorts that old up over my mid-thigh.
Yup, it’s time to purge E’s closet before she turns into a clothes hoarder like me.
What’s the oldest piece of clothing you still wear?