Thursday, November 13, 2008

Fashion Tyranny

This was the first chilly day in September, and I was so excited for Baby Boy to wear this jacket. I had bought it months earlier at the Salvation Army (originally from Gap) and I got out this outfit, but Baby Boy had other ideas in mind. HE pulled out his favorite orange tee, it is from a trip to the Chicago Aquarium and has a fish on the front of it. His father got it for him, but I think it is such a tacky, tacky tourist shirt. However, this was the first time BB had ever requested an item of clothing. Did I rise to the occasion, put my personal style aside, let BB express himself? No, I hid the shirt when he wasn't paying attention, and put on this nice plain black one instead. I have to say, my little repression of his idea took a lot of the enjoyment out of his outfit. However, it was a beautiful day splashing in the puddles with his friend, and since then I have let Baby Boy wear anything he requests, though mostly he is content for me to pick out his clothes (at least for a little while longer.)

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Baby Boy channels Elton John

The tee is another street vendor find of his Dad's; you can't really tell in this photo, but the image is a famous Salvador Dali self-portrait.

More fashionable head-gear



This is Baby Boy's cousin. Evidently alternative head-gear is all the rage among the toddler set....look at this colander, what do you do with it? Wear it of course!!!

P.S. The awesome printed shirt is an Old Navy pajama top. I love their patterns, and since pajama tops are so much "skinnier" than regular shirts I buy them for BB all the time as regular shirts.

A New Fashion Trend


According to BB hats are SOOOO last year, this summer it was all about tupperware headgear.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

An Ode to Jumping and Leaping






I haven't posted since July....I was just realizing today how much Little B has grown up these past three months. I was watching my friend's 15 month old trying to jump the other day, and I was trying to remember when it was that Baby Boy had first done that...I remember being so excited at the time....but I can't remember when it was. It all happens so fast, he speaks in full sentences, tells me little stories about the ants who live on the roof across the street, even compliments me on my morning fashion choices (sponge bob square pants boxers elicited a "WOW! Nice pants Mommy!") I wonder what I'll remember.