So last weekend I noticed that Asher was outgrowing his pajamas, yet again. Misty was babysitting him Friday night and I left him with some footie PJ's. When I picked him up that night he was definitely trying to pull off the "off the shoulder" look as Misty called it. His 6-9 month jammies were obviously too short for my long baby.
Cut to the next day - we are in Wal-Mart picking up some necessities and I told Ben I wanted to run into the Baby Section to see if they had any pj's. I located the sleepwear and realized that they only go up to 6-9 months in the BABY section and that I would need to look in the TODDLER section for something in his new size. I literally walked over to the cart to tell Ben and started boo hooing right there next to the milk. My baby. Yes, BABY, was supposed to wear big boy jammies? And then - to kick a horse when she is down, I saw their selection. Sponge Bob, Cars, Camo, lots of screen printed, tie-dye looking stuff. They expected me to put my baby in that? Oh me. Rough day.
I realize that one day he is going to cry and tell me he just HAS TO HAVE those pajamas. But until then - no way, Jose. I did finally find some decent stuff but this week I had some soft yellow cotton one piece outfits appliqued with a teddy bear. I can't fight this battle. My baby is growing up and there is nothing I can do about it. The bittersweet life of a momma I guess.