My cleaning of the closets led me to discover that Brennan had all of two pairs of pants that fit him. I do not normally clothes shop with the children. I prefer to do most of my shopping online or in brief bouts during lunch on my working days. But, fall is here and Brennan needs pants.
And that is how I came to go the mall on Friday with Brennan and Griffin. You haven't had fun until you have shopped with four year old and two year old boys.
My memories of shopping with the boys involves some form of stroller to harness them while I bribe them with a snack. It did not involve two children running wild through the mall with gleeful abandon.
Brennan decided that shopping for clothes meant he would have the opportunity to pick out the clothes he would like me to purchase. It was almost comical to see him wandering through the Gap picking out shirts and pants he liked. It was not comical to discover that he immediately vetoed any shirt that did not feature the blazing color of orange. If it didn't have orange, then he wasn't interested.
His fascination with orange also extended to my own clothes. I picked up a cute sweater and was considering an impulse buy when I turned to the boys to ask their opinion.
Brennan gazed at it thoughtfully, held the material between his hands and then said, "It'd look better in orange. Did you check if it comes in orange?"
Sigh. We made out okay. I managed to sneak in a few non-orange items of clothing. Now comes the hard part - convincing my strong willed four year old to wear them. Otherwise, my four year old is quickly going to look like a pumpkin or a hunter in training.
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