Today was a great day- Woke up to rainy and cold weather that threatened to ruin our Adventure Club hike. But, it didn’t. I’ll write more on that another time.
Hubby stayed with the kids. He did a great job, as usual.
The kids painted rocks, watched a little TV, and ate salt water taffy for breakfast. I didn’t mind. I was going on a hike!
I had packed everything I needed and believed I had set the conditions at home for everything to run smoothly during a morning without mom.
I couldn’t shake the feeling I’d forgotten to do something.
When we finished our hike and I met up with the hubs and kids for lunch, I immediately knew what I had forgotten to do.
If it isn’t fairly obvious, you might notice the feminine quality of the shirt: the loose and luxe turtleneck, the daintily curved pockets or maybe even the fine buttons up the slim tapered sleeve of our daughter’s clothing….ON OUR SON.
If you missed the last post about how men dress our kids, you can see it here.
My husband said he thought it looked a little girly but that he figured the big neck thing was a hood.
I wondered what he thought once he put it on our son and saw that the only thing that hood might cover is a single ear and the nape of his neck- but not at the same time.
He had to have noticed, because he folded it down ever so prettily.
My hubby says that the shirt was on the wrong side of the closet (our son’s side) and that’s why the mix-up happened.
But, I have to hand it to him. At least our son was color-coordinated. That effeminate brown turtleneck top was at least paired with a masculine pair of camouflage pants.
I am just so glad I didn’t accidentally slip a tutu into one of our son’s cubby’s.
This is turning into a mini-series: When Men Dress Our Kids….
ANYONE ELSE OUT THERE HAVE A SIMILAR STORY?
UH, PLEASE? :)