Kids Clothing Confession

As an adult lady, I totally wish I was more stylin’.  I’ve tried, I really have, but just have a terrible sense of style.  I constantly rock tees and cardis, the same 4 pairs of jeans, the same three pairs of shoe and a few dashes of jewelry.  It’s my MO.  So when it comes to my kids’ clothes, guess what, I’m the same way.  What they wear does not stress me out.  I buy all the boys clothes at one consignment sale and most of Harper’s there too, throw them in their dressers and they dress themselves.  It saves me time and energy every day.  And you may gasp, but they have no church clothes or church shoes.  Eeek.  Some of you are dying right now.  That’s right, the same clothes and shoes they wear Monday-Saturday are up for grabs on Sunday as well.  I think God is totally fine with it.

We live in a small house.  We are still looking to move…EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. but the housing market is kind of craptastic right now.  Our house has a grand total of 2 closets…one in our room and one in Harper’s room.  Oh there is also this tiny closet under our steps that holds our vacuum.  Forgot about that bad boy.  The boys have no closet.  When we look at houses, I always admire the closets.  I dream about closets.  Closets make me all hot and bothered and blush a crazy shade of red.  I can’t wait for closets.

Ever since Hudson was born they have used the exact same little green dresser.  First drawer: undies & socks.  Second drawer: pants.  Third drawer: shirts.  Fourth drawer: PJs.  It’s a free for all when they get dressed…whatever suits their fancy.  And they are so rough on their clothes, I buy a very minimal amount because more than likely it will end up stained and with a hole in it.

Side note:  I noticed after taking this picture the boys were proudly displaying a pumpkin stem in their room beside Sol’s Skylander.  They have so many weird things collected, but this is one of my favorites.

Since Amon came along, we’ve been talking about getting a bigger dresser of Mom’s out of storage.  Here’s Amon’s “closet”.

Yep.  Those two little baskets hold all of his clothing and they reside on a shelf in our closet.  And when I’m behind on laundry…he’s pants less…which is often…because I hate laundry…and toddlers are allowed to go pants less…not adults.

Harper, goh…it’s the same song just more colorful.  Ha.  We bought her little dresser before she was born and painted it white.  It’s so beat up and old and the drawers are all wonky, but I love it.  I’m just realizing my sneaky OCDness…same as the boys…First drawer: undies and socks.  Second drawer: pants/skirts/tights.  Third drawer:  shirts.  And fourth drawer: Pjs.  Pay no mind to her crooked lamp shade.  You can’t stop looking at it can you?!?!?  IT’S.ALL.I.CAN.SEE.NOW.

Sidenote:  So what about that monkey picture?  Nice interior decorating Harper.  After she watched Night At The Museum with Susan, she tore this sucker out of one of Josh’s magazines because it reminded her of the monkey in the movie.  Cracked me up.

Harper actually does have a closet, but it’s main purpose is to organize toys that belong to everyone…puzzles, games, legos, craft supplies, kitchen toys, etc.  Other than that there are a few dresses, jackets, dress up stuff and one lonely snow suit.  It also holds everyone’s jackets since her room is by the kitchen and back door.

I know when you have a baby you tend to have way too many clothes bought up.  After Harper’s first year I remember sitting in a sea of clothing and realizing she hadn’t even worn some of the outfits once and most of them she had only worn a few times.  That kind of thing overwhelmed me for some reason.  When you have a small house and not a lot of space you typically only hang onto things you really love or need.  Same goes for our kids’ clothes.  And it’s one thing I can do to make our life just a little more simple.  The things I do for my sanity.  So if you see us out and the boys are dressed like ragamuffins with holy pants or Harper is colorfully dressed in wrinkled stripes and plaid and rainbows, just remember I had nothing to do with it 🙂

Happy Wednesday!