Skip to main content

What Not To Wear - Episode 2

I will describe this lovely outfit from top to bottom. On top: a white onesie topped with a blue Spiderman shirt, topped with a "I saw the baby chicks at Hills Bank" shirt, topped by Makayla's cute pink night gown. On bottom: jeans, topped by Ricky's red pajama pants, accompanied by green and yellow socks (these are his favorite "bear socks" that I referred to in the previous "episode").If you think Andrew looks upset in these pictures, you're right--and it's not because I dressed him up in this outfit and made him pose for a picture so I could put it up on the blog---I'm NOT that kind of mom. He created this outfit all on his own. He is crying because as I was loading the washing machine, he found another shirt that he wanted to wear on top of his ensemble. I quickly threw it in the washer and started the machine, so the door would lock and he couldn't get it out (we have a front loader at his level). He was really mad at me for that one.

I will admit that I did let Andrew out of the house like this--there are some fights that are just not worth my time and effort--especially since I was just going to pick up Ricky at preschool and run in the Post Office. He was only seen by a couple of people who did not seem to notice his outfit--either that or they have somebody like this at their house, so they understand.

Stay tuned!

Comments

Debbie said…
I agree that there are sometimes you just have to let them be kids. I have let Tyler wear a few crazy things too. Andrew is so cute!

Popular posts from this blog

Back To School Meanies

 Letter From the Nest August 15, 2025 https://open.substack.com/pub/lettersfromthenest/p/back-to-school?r=48qui&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web One August, more than twenty years ago, at an evening book club discussion, my “older” friends (now I look back and know those women were the age I am now), were discussing the woes and triumphs of back-to-school season. One woman was anticipating her youngest child’s senior year of high school. She said, “For more than two decades, our lives have revolved around the school district’s academic calendar. I don’t know how I will plan my life without knowing about school breaks or holidays.” I remember her bittersweet tone as she anticipated freedom from school schedule constraints but also mourned how those constraints guided her choices. What would she do? Other women joined the discussion, wondering if their kids would have good teachers, if they’d be able to balance volunteering in the classroom, how to streamline school supply pu...

My Legacy Stinks

 Letters from the Nest https://lettersfromthenest.substack.com/p/my-legacy-stinks Lately, I have been asking you, “What will you do to make Sunday special?” This is me encouraging you in your worship without giving you a prescribed list of things to do. One thing I do differently on Sundays is that I read a Sunday book that’s “different” than the fiction I read during the week. Usually, it’s a religious book, but sometimes it’s an inspiring biography or narrative nonfiction with an uplifting theme. My Sunday book for the past few months has been “Both Things Are True,” by Kate Holbrook. This collection of essays explores a range of topics, including faith, forgiveness, women’s roles, trials, history, and more. Each chapter contains a dichotomy that fuels the discussion. For example, the chapter on forgiveness explores both the concepts of forgetting and remembering. Last Sunday, I began reading the chapter entitled "The Weight of Legacy," in which she discusses the dichotomy ...

Lyme Disease??

Let me just preface this by saying that I am soooo grateful for good health insurance. I have been to the Dr. for the kids lately so often, that I am embarrassed that they recognize our family when we walk in the door. So, here's Ricky's story. A couple of weeks ago he was extremely sick. He had a fever for over a week, complained that he couldn't move his legs, and ended up with an awful looking rash all over his body. We went to the Dr. 2 times for this. The first time, she said, it was a virus and it should run its course. When Ricky was getting worse, instead of better, we took him back in to a quick clinic where the nurse diagnosed him with strep (even though the short test was negative). Well, after a priesthood blessing and antibiotics (which we discovered later that he didn't even need to take--and in fact they may have made him feel worse), he got better. Then, last week, I discovered a new, crazy rash on his legs which continued to grow, turn purple on the in...