This got me to thinking about all the many, many things I do/buy for the girls that I'd also like to have for myself but put off because I don't want to spend the money on me. What up with that?
For example, I would love a new pair of shoes. If I got one, I'd wear them for years. YEARS, I tell you. But I don't want to spend money on that. However, I'd rather not tell you how much I spent on two pairs of these adorable boots that the girls will outgrow in another two or three months, max. Don't even get me started on the Gymboree.com bills. Ouch. And all the toys these kids continue to accumulate! We'd need a mansion to have storage space for all of it.
It's madness! Why can I exercise restraint when it comes to buying things for me (or Airan or the household), but all bets are off when it comes to the kids? I hope these girls have no interest in obtaining a higher education, because if this trend continues, there will be no college fund.
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I feel the same about buying shoes for kids that I do about buying tires for the car. Frustrated, because I know I am going to just have to do it again before I think I should have to.
I used to be the same way when my kids were little...everything for them, nothing for me. And I didn't really mind, but it drove my hubby crazy. I'm proud to say that I've finally gotten over it and now buy things for me on a regular basis!
I was this way when my boys were your kids age. If the holey socks and tattered church wear are any indication, I've grown out of it too. (what's that you say? You can tell that my socks have holes and my church wear is tattered also? Well, dang! Where did that money go? Must be the grocery bill.)
I finally had to break down and buy a new pair of shoes for work. The ones I'd been wearing the last three years (and the "ahem" nine before) honestly disintegrated one night when we closed the store. The soles broke apart and fell off. This after the upper portion of it was breaking away.
Of course, while shopping, I also picked up a pair of shoes for my oldest boy, who wears through his on an hourly basis, and two walking and roaring dinosaurs that are not even necessary in this house because of all the toys I already buy the boys.
And I only felt guilty about spending money on the shoes that *I* needed!
I am with you! It is a conspiracy! They know we can't resist the cuteness of it all and are willing to sacrifice our shirts to keep them rolling in the cute!
And, I'm with finished last--car tires--that drives me insane to buy those, why did I choose a car that has tires that cost almost 200 bucks per tire, why? I'll tell you, because I didn't think of that at the time! Knowledge is power...ha! :)
Well, seeing as how Libby gets so many of your super-cute hand-me-downs, I feel I certainly shouldn't discourage your practice of clothing your kids so well....
I find dressing Libby adorably so relaxing -- don't have to worry about what size she wears (like I do with myself) and actually get excited when she outgrows something (whereas when I "outgrow" something, it's a bad thing). Ah, for the gift of having such a love-love relationship with my own clothes....
Well, if they're cute enough, they won't need college! They can get anywhere in life by just flipping their perfect little bobbed heads around and flashing their sparkling smiles! Problem solved.
I know what you mean, just when I think I'll have some leftover cash in teh "clothing" budget the kids get a hole in something, lose a mitten, need new shoes, etc. I'm kind of low on the priority list.
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