We've all been putting it off, but the time has come. It's time for the seasonal wardrobe change. We did have an unseasonal warm streak there in October but now it's November and I don't care if we do have the odd day that hits 70, it's fall and we're going to act like it.
Wear some pants and act like you've got a mother who loves you!
It took me a good month of pep talks to get here but I finally went into the rooms and cleaned up all the closets and drawers. It takes a while to muster up the energy needed to tackle the clothing crisis and you usually have to walk into the disaster a few times before you finally snap and have to take care of it.
I'm not sure if this is too generalized but I think boys are worse in this department. Maybe they don't feel their legs as much. Maybe they are less concerned with looks. For whatever reason, they think wearing shorts in all weather is fine. It could be snowing and the boy would still be wearing shorts. He would just throw on boots and walk to school completely oblivious to social standards.
I have removed all summer apparel and hidden the shorts. I'm sure there's still some contraband in the form of flip flops and a sleeveless shirt squirreled away somewhere but my work here is done.
I left some athletic shorts for sports only, then felt the need to write a post-it regarding the rule on these. Without the note, these would quickly become his school uniform as he has matching jerseys to some. Even with the note, the shorts might make a school appearance.
I'm not a super organized type but I am an all-or-nothing person. If I'm going to do a job, I do it all and think ahead. That is why I also planned out outfits for the next two weeks, including long- and short-sleeved options. Since the shirt drawer and pant drawer concept was just too difficult, I simplified.
Dear future wife of my son, I'm sorry. I tried. He likes to wear all one color at a time, tight pants and slip on shoes.
Luckily, he's not as opinionated as the girls. The oldest has already declared she's "not wearing that" and taken personal insult to some leggings. Whatever. I'm not playing this game. If you're not going to wear it, let's get rid of it.
In the meantime, if it's a maxi or shorts: Hand them over because it's November and I love you!
Come see me in April and we'll talk.
Now, where's your coat?
Jen Reekie was born and raised in Quincy and received a communications degree at the University of Kansas, which has come in quite handy as she communicates every day with four children who don't hear a word she says. This stay-at-home mom enjoys the challenge, though, and shares her experiences in this blog, "Mum's the Word." She welcomes your feedback, questions and stories about staying sane while raising kids.