I have decided that my boys will grow up believing that one of the greatest injustices of their young childhood was that their mother made them wear pants. How two children 19 months apart can both hate the same thing so passionately will forever boggle my mind.
Have you ever tried to put pants on a baby who hates pants?
Imagine trying to stick a live fish you just caught into a sock, and that should give you a pretty good idea of what I go through every morning. You would think that having to somehow change a diaper while pinning the boys’ hands down so they don’t grab themselves would be punishment enough, but no, the changing table gods have decided that I must also have the pleasure of trying to get two flailing legs into two separate holes every time we go out in public.
There are times I have seriously contemplated leaving the boys looking like mermaids, with both legs in one pant leg, all day as punishment for defying my outfit choices. But I am merciful.
The other day my husband walked into a restaurant ahead of me with the baby. I was getting something out of the car so it took me a minute to walk in. When I walked into the restaurant, looked around the room, and found my family, what did I see? I saw my child sitting pantsless in the high chair.
The dialogue went as follows:
“Why is our child not wearing any pants?”
“He didn’t want to.”
Ya I bet he didn’t.
“So… Why is our child not wearing any pants? Furthermore, why is he pantsless at a restaurant? He looks motherless.”
“Someday he won’t be able to go out in public and not wear pants. Let him enjoy it now while he can.”
That’s a thing?
I had only one response to this statement.
“Soo you wish you could still go pantsless in public?”
All I got was a smile.
How about you? Do your kids struggle with any particular clothing item? Do you? 😉