Tuesday, January 25, 2011

What Not to Wear (baby edition)

Sometimes, when nobody else is home, I walk around in my underpants. Not all the time, and not just because, but I do. And you know what? So does Carrie!

So, last night, Caroline ate dinner (like you do) and got food all over herself (like you do) so I took her dirty clothes off. This was about an hour before bath time, so no way was I going to put clean clothes on her for an hour. I've got priorities, and that's not them. Knowing my mother would make some comment about Caroline not being dressed, I put a (really cute) pair of bloomers on her and also a headband, just for fun. And what happens? "Why isn't she wearing any clothes?" It's not like I parade my naked child around in public for fun, y'all. Except I would maybe at the beach, because naked babies at the beach are stinking adorable.

What this all really comes down to is this: I'm pretty sure I lost my ability to dress myself, but my daughter always looks like Clinton and Stacey's lovechild. (Although that's not possible, because Clinton is gayer than Peter Pan in ice skates.)

I used to plan what I was going to wear each day, and lay out my clothes the night before. I wore accessories. Shoes that weren't sneakers. Socks that matched. And now? Carrie is pretty much always wearing something super cute that all matches with jackets, socks, shoes, hats and blankets to match. And me? It's a small miracle everyday that I make it out of my pajamas.


  1. Aaron and I often comment that Alex is so much better dressed than we are.

    I realized the other day that I had no idea where any of my dress shoes were. I only where sneakers and my Sanitas. At least the Sanitas are a little stylish.

  2. Sooooo awesome. I guess there is zero hope for me. I like to live in sweatshirts and we don't even have kids, yet.

    I fear I'll be running around with pacifiers in my hair...

    www.booshy.com. <---- that's me!

  3. Um, yes. You will. Pacifier headbands. It's a thing, tell your friends. :) On the bright side, I've really started searching for and enjoying the opportunities I have to dress like a real grown-up, so it sort of goes both ways?