Urban Chic

With all of the rain we’ve been getting the last couple of days, there was standing water all over the playground at Troy’s daycare. And if there’s standing water, then Troy will find a puddle to sit in. I’m not sure if it was on purpose or accident, but he ended up getting a reversed “pee his pants,” where the only thing still dry was the front crotch area. He even managed to get his underwear, shoes, and socks drenched as well. I’m not entirely sure if it happened before I came to pick him up, or if it was when he and Misha were trying to hide from me and Misha’s mother. Either way, I ended up with a wet baby.

Troy has an emergency set of clothes in his little dinosaur backpack, but this is mostly for when he throws up, gets a bloody nose, or spills something on himself. It doesn’t really help if he gets his shoes wet too. Also the emergency pants were shorts, but it was getting pretty chilly as the temperature dropped from the cold front rolling through. I did the best I could to at least get him out of the wet clothes, but I had planned to take him to the mall today, and he was not properly attired for that. I told him that now we couldn’t go, and he started crying. But choices have consequences, right?

Letting him stew over his poor choices for a little bit, I quickly formulated a plan as we headed in the direction of the house. I didn’t tell him what we were doing, but I navigated the car to a Target nearby where my old office was located. Shoeless and in shorts, I plopped him into a basket and wheeled him into the store, where I proceeded to buy him an entire outfit complete with new shoes, cargo pants, and a hoodie. It was getting pretty windy outside, so I quickly dressed him, standing in the basket in the parking lot, and then I finally told him that now we could go to three mall.

His mood did a complete 180. He went from sad and sulking to elated and dancing. He was jumping up and down, yelling, “Yeah!” After we got inside the car, he popped his head between the front seats and said, “Dada, can I give you a hug?” I thought he was going to squeeze my head clean off, he was hugging me so hard. I was glad to see him so happy. When he stepped out of the car at the mall, I finally got the full view of his new outfit. He looked like a model, showing off the urban chic look. The only thing he was missing were headphones and some tunes playing, so he could show off his amazing dance moves as he float-walked across the parking lot! The look really suited him, and he must have loved it too, because he didn’t want to take the clothes or shoes off when we got home.