And They Still Need Boots
It has been rainy and chilly here this week which means it will probably snow soon. My children have outgrown basically all clothing that is considered warm, like pants and coats and things with sleeves.
After work, I put on my game face. I gave myself a pep talk and paced back and forth in my room, just like Eminem does before he tries to rap. I would have hit a punching bag if we had one. I even drank a Gatorade.
Because I had to take my children shopping. For clothes.
Zoe is cool. She goes along with whatever, plus she’s pretty chill as long as you feed her and let her read.
(She borrowed the jacket from my mother)
Usually I just order a ton of whatever from the magic land of the Internet and then one of Jeff’s Brothers In Brown brings it to the door and everyone is happy. This wasn’t going to work this go around because both the kids needed pants.
95% of Troy’s clothes are from Crazy 8 because they are great quality and they are about the only place we can find shirts printed with space shuttles, this is pretty much Troy’s only criteria when it comes to clothing. We’ve never used their dressing room, but last night I had the pleasure of experiencing it first hand.
You haven’t lived until you’ve helped a five year old try on skinny jeans in a 16 inch by 18 inch closet with a curtain that was doubling as a “dressing room”.
Things you would have overheard if you were in the store with us while he was trying on pants:
“You don’t put your feet in the jeans straight out, you have to point your toe”
“These jeans make my butt cheeks have suffocation”
“I wish these pants were yellow”
“My crotch can’t breathe in these robber pants” (I have no idea)
“If you try on three more pair of pants, you can get a dipped cone”
“I can’t get my foot out of these jeans without a jackhammer”
“Zoe tried on pants and she didn’t try to scratch me once”
“This is the worst day of my life”
I will let you decide who said what.
They both got pants, shirts, and jackets and it was all on sale. He did not get these sunglasses.
They really only went with the robber pants.