Bambino Wear

I know it’s still August, but I am so excited for Brody’s first Halloween.

This weekend my husband went to a flea market.  He has a freak affinity with flea markets, a fondness that I don’t share or understand.  I appreciate the notion of “one man’s junk is another man’s treasure,” but I like to find my treasure in the mall.  Pretentious?  Perhaps.

After returning from the ‘mercado le flea’ (it sounds so much more appealing that way), Chris came in the door with a bright orange pumpkin costume.  He was so proud of it.  He bargained and got it for only $2.  Bless his heart, but does he not know of the super cute Halloween costumes available for babies?  Monkeys, penguins, hot dogs, bananas, peas in a pod?!

At any rate, I think I will put B in the $2 pumpkin his father so lovingly purchased (and only because he so lovingly purchased it), but there will most definitely be a wardrobe change at some point in the evening …

What should Brody be for (part deux of) his first Halloween?


This weekend when Brody, Chris, and I were in Rehoboth Beach, a woman approached us to tell us our {ahem} “daughter” dropped “her” pacifier. Meanwhile, my son was sporting a blue and orange onesie with an airplane, wearing blue sunglasses, and the pacifier he dropped was also blue. (see above) This wasn’t the first time someone has referred to him as my daughter either. Perhaps it’s his full head of hair? Or maybe his blue eyes? Either way, he’s never dressed like a girl.
I don’t know why it bothers me when people mistake the genders of babies, namely my baby. It is sometimes difficult to determine the sex of an infant, especially when they’re very young, but why go assuming?

Because gender snafus are clearly inevitable, I’m a huge fan of this onesie from Baby Snazz

P.S. I will soon be starting the coalition for Mothers of Pretty Blue Eyed Boys Who Are Tired of Gender Confusion … (MOPBEBWATOGC) Although, I think I should rethink the name…

I’m not one for bumper stickers, even in an election year, but I do believe strongly in voting and supporting your candidate in whatever ways you can.  Because I don’t do the bumper sticker thing, the past two presidential election years I’ve purchased witty campaign t-shirts.  They’re always fun and my point is always clear, although those that favor an opposing candidate become glaringly obvious; some have nearly snarled at the notion of my political persuasion.

This year Brody will be clad in election ’08 gear – I’m thinking a campaign bib and a campaign onesie.  (And I’ll be sure to snarl back at anyone who snarls at my 6 month old.)

Cafe Press has campaign duds for adults and babies (you can even get a matching set for you and your tot)  … There are basic McCain and Obama tees and onesies, some age appropriate choices like the ones below, and some humorous options like, “I only cry when Democrats hold me” or “McCain makes me spit up in my mouth.”

Happy shopping and of course, happy voting!