Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Bemusings: On Clothes & Accomplishments

In addition to the "T & C Files" updates, starting a new section of this blog called, "Bemusings: (Insert clever topic here)." It's nothing more than thoughts on a particular subject. Postscript: the way I write these is how my mind works 90 percent of the time. P.p.s. My mom would be proud I typed out "percent" as it is the correct usage of the symbol in grammar. But I digress...
On to clothes and accomplishments. I am officially able to fit into all of my old clothes post pregnancy with Harper. This is a big deal. I have missed my clothes, yearned for them, even. Sometimes I would just walk into my closet (zone out the fact that Tyler's side looks like he vomited clothes everywhere) and picture fun outfits to wear...someday. Someday is here, people! However, that being said I have quickly realized that having two children really means that I look put together complete with make-up about one day a week, decent for two (no make up in jeans), and the other four I am just simply wearing clothes because it's illegal not to. Alas, the grass is always greener.
For no other reason than because I was thinking about it: what's your favorite outfit? The outfit (if you had to) you'd wear for a year straight? Mine would be my Hudson jeans, Havianas, white v-neck t-shirt, and green scarf...
Harper is quickly moving through sizes. So fast that she's only getting to wear some things like twice which means all those cute clothes I saved for her from Pea are just cause for mad picture taking.
Pearson has all new clothes to start off the school year. She loves them all, but mostly prefers to wear about three specific items. In that sense she's not a super girlie girl, which is fine-neither am I. On the topic of accomplishments; we are rolling on two weeks solid of no pull-ups through the night which I must say I am proud of Pea for. Good job, Pea for not peeing!
While we're on the topic of peeing: I realized in going back through my blog that I never fully updated you all on the potty training. It started out being a HORROR show, then progressed to procrastination, and finally to full-on guerrilla warfare. We eventually won the war, but lost some good men. "Men" being my metaphor for patience and sanity. However, that said we are all good in that department and moving forward until I have to do it all over again in two years...

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