Tomorrow morning, we are going to Reno. If you’ve been reading me for a while, you’ll remember that I live “two hours from anywhere”. The town we live in is so small that we don’t even have any real clothing stores (we do have a few boutique stores though!). So when we want to do some major shopping, we hop in the car and settle in for a thrilling two-and-a-half hour car trip. Highlights include: whining! fighting! dropping stuff and then screeching til someone hands it back! somebody needing to pee every fifteen minutes (ok, that one is me…)! meltdowns!
To add a new twist to the Reno pilgrimage, we are taking Tim’s new truck. Which is a diesel. And thus, loud. And it is lifted, like six inches higher than a normal pick up truck. We are taking it because we need to go to Home Depot for some fencing supplies… but we’re also doing some major kids’ clothes shopping, so we have to cram an entire season’s worth of clothes for two kids into the cab with us, since the bed will be full of wood and stuff. This should be an adventure!
Both kids are now at the age where they care about what they wear. I don’t recall Hailey caring as much at two and a half as Keegan does. He absolutely melts down if I pick something he deems unsuitable. And since he’s newly potty trained, that limits us- no overalls (I actually cried over that one, I lovelovelove overalls on little kids!), no pants with a zip/snap/button waist, and no rompers (cried over that one too).
Hailey- well, of course she’s choosy about what she wears. She’s four and a half, going on fifteen. Here are her criteria:
1. It must be a dress. (Seriously, you should see what happens when we suggest pants. Holy cow.)
2. Preferably pink or purple.
3. No ‘boy colors’, bllllerrck.
4. It can’t be ugly.
And, to top it all off, we have to get shoes. For both kids.
And then haul them both through Best Buy and then Home Depot. And then back into the car for another two and a half hours home in the rumbly diesel monster after that.
Oh, heaven help us.
