My new addiction
Step aside cigarettes & beer, there's a new vice in town. No, it's not crystal meth, as you may have thought. Shame on you! It's....
Buying baby clothes.
Yeah, I know. Very lame. I was going over the finances, trying to tighten things up. Cheap ass Chicago Public Schools with their unpaid maternity leave leaves me, well, unpaid. Looking over our bank statement, one finds the usual- bills, Jewels, the random purchase at Microcenter. Then a large amount of charges at Gymboree, BabyGap & other fine retailers. Yikes! I must say, however, that I've been pretty good about changing my ways.
I was at Psychobaby last weekend. I needed to get this new Skiphop diaperbag. Yes, the new Expo model, with the expandable bottom, in olive. It hangs on the stroller and is completely practical. It's really improved my life. It was a proud moment for me, as I passed on buying this and this. But $21 for a baby t-shirt? I couldn't justify it. Especially since she's growing so fast, and often only wears something for a few times before outgrowing it. What restraint!
On the other hand, it is my only child, and doesn't she deserve to have a cute shirt or two? NO, she is just as happy in a Carter's onesie from Kohls. I just keep telling myself that. On second thought, summer is coming and she doesn't really have any summer clothes. She's going to need a bathing suit, and some more little dresses. Wouldn't you just die if she wore this?
No, I think I better just go to Kohl's. I could get 6 outfits for that price. They'd still be cute, just not as cute as that dress. Oh the drama! Like I said, I've got problems. Can't you see my dilemma? It's like I have two little tiny babies, one on each shoulder. One is wearing a nice, pink sleeper with a giraffe and says, "Tiny E is a beautiful, well-loved child and doesn't need a $60 dress. Hell, you don't even have a $60 dress." The other is wearing a kick-ass cowgirl dress with vintage horsie fabric and says, "Elliot! What a RAAAAD baby!" I'm trying to do my best to listen to sensible, giraffe-clad baby.
Right. But if we end up going to Ravinia to see The "New" Cars & Blondie, I'll have to buy that Blondie tee shirt. Won't I?
Buying baby clothes.
Yeah, I know. Very lame. I was going over the finances, trying to tighten things up. Cheap ass Chicago Public Schools with their unpaid maternity leave leaves me, well, unpaid. Looking over our bank statement, one finds the usual- bills, Jewels, the random purchase at Microcenter. Then a large amount of charges at Gymboree, BabyGap & other fine retailers. Yikes! I must say, however, that I've been pretty good about changing my ways.
I was at Psychobaby last weekend. I needed to get this new Skiphop diaperbag. Yes, the new Expo model, with the expandable bottom, in olive. It hangs on the stroller and is completely practical. It's really improved my life. It was a proud moment for me, as I passed on buying this and this. But $21 for a baby t-shirt? I couldn't justify it. Especially since she's growing so fast, and often only wears something for a few times before outgrowing it. What restraint!
On the other hand, it is my only child, and doesn't she deserve to have a cute shirt or two? NO, she is just as happy in a Carter's onesie from Kohls. I just keep telling myself that. On second thought, summer is coming and she doesn't really have any summer clothes. She's going to need a bathing suit, and some more little dresses. Wouldn't you just die if she wore this?
No, I think I better just go to Kohl's. I could get 6 outfits for that price. They'd still be cute, just not as cute as that dress. Oh the drama! Like I said, I've got problems. Can't you see my dilemma? It's like I have two little tiny babies, one on each shoulder. One is wearing a nice, pink sleeper with a giraffe and says, "Tiny E is a beautiful, well-loved child and doesn't need a $60 dress. Hell, you don't even have a $60 dress." The other is wearing a kick-ass cowgirl dress with vintage horsie fabric and says, "Elliot! What a RAAAAD baby!" I'm trying to do my best to listen to sensible, giraffe-clad baby.
Right. But if we end up going to Ravinia to see The "New" Cars & Blondie, I'll have to buy that Blondie tee shirt. Won't I?
posted by kroushlconflict at 6:59 PM
3 Comments:
We all need to listen to our giraffe-clad babies
I just have that creepy little guy from the "Super Duper Pooper" video sitting on my shoulder...
I don't know how much a blank baby tee would run you, but for something that's only gonna be worn for a short time I think a cheap iron-on is called for.
If you go to that crazy retro Flashback store on Clark I'm sure they'd have a Blondie iron-on, or you could get some crazy drag racing iron-ons or something at Uncle Fun.
Style her up on the cheap!
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