The past week has involved a lot of shopping. I'm not much of a shopper. In fact, I dislike shopping unless I'm in just the right mood. That mood doesn't occur often. Don't get me wrong, I like nice things but I don't like fighting crowds, driving in traffic, and spending money. "Things" seem so expensive. I don't know if they really are or if I am just frugal.
BM is getting blessed in church this Sunday and I want him to have something special to wear. I realize that he would be perfectly happy in his pajamas and other people probably won't think twice about his outfit but it matters to me.
I went to an adorable Baby Boutique in Sugar House with a friend and found a great outfit. Knowing that it would be an extravagant purchase, I sent a text to HeRoos. As I explained to my friend, I wasn't looking for HeRoos' approval but his support. When I got the text back, I laughed because HeRoos and I think too much alike when it comes to spending money.
HeRoos: 'How many times is he (BM) going to wear it?'
Me: 'Not enough but it's really cute'
HeRoos: 'Just make sure it's not puffy and shiny like a girl's dress.'
I justified the purchase because it's such a special occasion and we can keep it as an heirloom. Now that he had an outfit, he needed shoes and socks. The hunt was on. I went to store after store looking for a tiny pair of white boy shoes. There were plenty of adorable white shoes for girls but not for boys. Keep in mind how much I dislike shopping and I had to tote around a baby. Fortunately BM was on his best behavior all day. After going to FIVE stores, I headed home and called my mom and asked her to keep her eyes open for some shoes if she was out and about.
When I arrived home exhausted, HeRoos asked if I remembered to buy him a white dress shirt. Oops. After BM had a nap, I grumpily got in the car and drove to the mall so I wouldn't miss the sale on men's shirts. While I was there, I went into store after store asking for white baby shoes. FINALLY, I found a cute pair and they were only $5. As I was driving home, my mom called and said that she also found some shoes. Next time, I'm putting her in charge of the shopping.
I just laughed at myself because of a "heirloom" realization. A few months ago I was tired of my wedding dress taking up so much space in the closet so I sold it back for not even a fraction of the price we paid for it. I hope my kids don't put too much emphasis on heirlooms or they'll be very disappointed.