Some examples of my frustration:
~I had some coupons and the fam was going stir crazy this afternoon so Mr. Mayer and I loaded our brood up and headed to the hell that is the mall to pick up a few things. The kids don't need much in the way of clothing. I had gotten some emails about some good sales and I had coupons on top of that I wanted to use. I was able to get the boys and the girl some colder weather duds. However, finding Diva cute, suitable clothing was no big deal. Especially with her helping me pick out EVERYTHING IN THE STORE. That kid can shop. She must be mine. *As a side note the poor kid is scrawny. Size 4's are too short and size 5's are way to big in the waist, hips and her non existent booty. *
I had to dig to find boys clothing that fit my
~I have been gradually weaning Shrek and Donkey off of bottles and
~The dudes are starting to walk. I think it's probably time I start having them wear shoes. I got online to look for some shoes. I go to the appropriate section of the Flex-n-Grip for early walkers. There are 12 girls shoes and not a single shoe for a boy. Boys walk as well!
I mean, c'mon people! I don't think I am so narrow minded that boys have to have blue and girls have to have pink. But still I don't want to put my son in pink flowered mary jane shoes. They don't match the stripes I bought him today.