But even with all the dirt, football and boogers, you wanna know what’s super awesome about having a boy?
I can shop for his clothes anywhere I want, and without him present.
The girls? That’s a different story.
Me: I bought this cute pink sweater for you today.
Girl Child: That’s not pink. That’s fuchsia. I don’t wear fuchsia anymore.
Me: You wore fuchsia yesterday.
Girl Child: I know. That was yesterday.
Clothes shopping with the girls requires large amounts of time, coupled with regularly scheduled 1/2 hour breaks, and a background in negotiation tactics.
With little dude, as long as there is nothing pink or ruffle-y involved, he’ll wear it.
So every fall and spring, just before the heat of summer and cold of winter hits Northern California, I make a stop at some of the nicer thrift stores in town to see if there are any good deals to be had before I head to the department stores to round out the seasonal wardrobe.
[Side note: Some folks are really freaked out by thrift stores. I was too, until I realized that the clothes they sell come from people like…me. I donate clothing to charities all the time, and where does it end up? Thrift stores. And I’m picky…I only visit the clean, organized ones.]
But this time, I scored big. In one trip, to the first store.
I found 5 pairs of name-brand basketball pants in excellent condition, and 5 name-brand t-shirts, all for the grand total of…
It’s good stuff too…Puma, Quiksilver, O’Neill, Aeropostale, Adidas.
That’s an ENTIRE WEEK’S worth of clothes for a little over $30!
Moral of the story? Thrift stores are awesome.
May the odds of finding something awesome be ever in your favor. And avoid the underpants.