I insisted that my kids wear something presentable to school. We wouldn't have time for changing clothes. I define 'presentable' as clothing that matches, that is not typically worn in a basketball game, that is appropriate for the weather, and that fits properly. I wasn't asking for a sport coat and tie, or tights and patent leather shoes.
The girls had no issue dressing in something 'normal'. The boys were another story.
It seems almost physically impossible for Reggie to dress in something other than a Bulls jersey or workout shirt and athletic shorts. No matter what the weather - he wears shorts under his workout pants and stuffs the pants in his locker when he gets to school. The current 5th grade trend is that 'cool' boys wear shorts during the school day despite the frigid Chicago winters.
|typical winter wear for Reggie!|
Since I don't give a shit if Reg is cool, I informed him that he was to reserve shorts for PE class during the winter months. I may not be able to see him during his school day, but I have my sources.
I recently bought Reggie a pair of jeans. They fit him perfectly, and I told him that I would require him to wear them. With three older brothers, you would expect Reg to be thrilled to own new clothes minus holes, stains, or worn out waistbands. Nope.
|Tanks' closet with clothes shoved under hanging clothes.|
Friday morning, Tank claimed he couldn't find the casual jean-like pants. Have no fear - smart mama was there! I peeked in his drawers. How silly that I thought clean clothes might have been stored there. A moment later I was dragging wadded up, mostly-clean laundry from under the hanging clothes in Tank and Reggie's closet.
There in the middle of the mess was the tan jeans and new shirt that Tank recently wore to church.
Just before Tank could celebrate the fact that these clothes were too wrinkled to wear, I announced that I would iron the outfit for him. I don't iron. Tank got the message. He was not off the 'dressing decent' hook just because he was a slob.
|Notice the rugby collar he tried to hide under the bulls zip up. He has a special hatred for corduroys.|
As a result of Reggie's 'I'm-too-cool-to-wear-that-to-school' approach to dressing himself, I agreed to lay out his clothing for the upcoming school week . . . whether he liked it or not.
|One outfit I dressed him in. Looks painful, right? I wonder if he will try to contact DCFS on me.|