Today, after I left Jane's 8 week checkup {weight: 9 lbs, 9 oz, 25%, height: 23.5 inches, 90%, and now sleeping off her shot orneriness in my arms}, I ran to Target on the way home.
As I was walking in, there was a guy walking in with his 2 little girls. I had to chuckle, because the older one {probably about Lauren's age} was wearing a yellow fancy church/Easter type dress and purple/pink butterfly rain boots.
I call this looking like "a Ramona" because it reminds me of how I always pictured Ramona Quimby in my favorite books as a kid:
This guy's wife must not have been home.
I don't think I'm alone in this as a mom - it drives me crazy, and I roll my eyes every time I see the mismatched outfits, the odd colored headbands, and weird footwear choices my kids make. Because I would never allow my kids to walk around like that, leaving the house or not.
And why is that? Why do I care? Why do they have to match {when we're staying home}? And why is it so endearing when I see a random kid at Target dressed in a way that I would never dream of allowing my kids to leave the house in?
That's it, tomorrow I'm letting them be Ramonas.
4 comments:
I've spent the last year with my own little "Ramona-meets-Fancy Nancy." She's starting to grow out of it, but it was a lot of fun seeing what outfits she came up with next. My only disappointment was my lack of picture-proof.
RAMONA!! can i tell you how much i look forward to snuggling into bed and reading ramona chapters to evie some day. i can't wait!
and i care, too. i will ALWAYS care and i think that's fine. it is fine to let them wear whatever, but it is also fine to care, too. and i care. just the same way i always want my outfit to look good, i want evie to look good, too.
i only get to choose her outfits and buy her clothes for SO LONG, so i am going to dress her how i want while it lasts!
Sometimes it's not worth the fight, and let's face it, Ramona Quimby is adorable! (Ok, so, if I see your kids as Ramona I'm makin' fun, adorable or not! HEHE!)
Oh Kiersti, this is way too funny. And Ramona is just the perfect way to describe how kids choose their clothes. Today my Danika is wearing a lovely ensemble of an orange and teal floral skirt, purple striped top, and about 17 hair clips. Ramona, indeed!
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