It's That Time of Year Again

Most of you probably assume I'm referring to the holiday season (of which has started earlier and earlier.  I've been getting Christmas Sale e-mails since Summer.  I simply cannot get in the mood while sitting by the lake in 90 degree weather.)  Back to topic.  The time of year I refer to is when the kids must exchange shorts for pants, and wear real shoes.  With socks.  Britt, the youngest, is certainly not our only nudest, but he has a specific sensory aversion to clothing.

Last year the school called me at least 4 times, asking each time, "Are you aware that your child is wearing shorts?" I'm assuming they were concerned because it was cold, and not because he paired his shorts with snow boots. Britt wore last years brand new school jeans for only one week before I took him to target and had him try on 50 pairs of pants to find the least offensive.  He finally settled on 5 pairs of the same blue fuzzy fleece pants.  I know, not entirely stylish, but it sure beat 45 minutes of crying each day.  Pants aren't the only issue.  Socks, shoes and gloves are torture. I manage to offset this by buying his pants and shoes about 2 sizes too big.  Pair this with what appears to be the same fleecy pants every day, and you can see why teachers would wonder.

Britt and Sniff

This year, (see my "organization" post, ha!) I had him try on the jeans BEFORE I bought them.  What I hadn't factored in was that boys would rather do anything than shop, which means they will say anything to be gone from the store. Jeans tried on and deemed tolerable then, are now irksome and unwearable.  I did get a laugh when Britt declared that he could fit Sniff in his pocket.  Apparently, my method of just buying the jeans big will no longer work.



Sigh. Don't get me started on snowboots, gloves and hats.  First, we have to find them, keep them hung up to dry, then force the poor child to wear them.