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  • Jen 10:20 pm on August 30, 2010 Permalink  

    An Exercise in Frustration. With Flashbacks. 

    I realized this morning that my soon-to-be 5-year-old is gearing up for a growth spurt. Well, I’ve sort of been aware of it for about a week or so, given the difficulty I’ve had in keeping food in the house. His appetite has been voracious. This morning a pair of shorts which fit him just fine the last time he wore them (last week some time), did not fit him today. So while I was out today (grocery shopping of course!) I decided to pop into to Target to see what they had for him. I found a couple of super cute pairs of Shaun White shorts (on sale, w00t!) in the next size up, so I decided to poke around and see what they had in the long pants department.

    Here’s the thing. My kid is not, by any standard of measure, FAT. He is built on the stocky side with short legs and wide hips, just like his mama and there is no getting around the fact that he needs a husky jean. Last year, I wasn’t able to find any long pants in his size at Target or Walmart or the second-hand store, and honestly, I just can’t justify $25+ per pair of pants from one of the higher-end stores for a 4-year-old. (I needed at least 3 pairs, too.) I ended up just making a few pairs of pants for him myself.

    Today at Target, it was the same thing. They had maybe 3 pairs of husky sized jeans and not one of them was in his size. Not one. While I was vainly searching through the stacks of little boy jeans, I had a sudden crystal clear memory of pants shopping for me with my mom at Sears, and having the exact same problem: needing a Husky size and not finding it. [sigh]

    To top it off, Target charges $2 extra for Husky sized Wranglers. A fat tax. For children. Who aren’t really fat. It’s ri-goddamned-diculous. Luckily he is 5 years old, and won’t care that his jeans are homemade (again). *grumble*

    • vesta44 10:39 pm on August 30, 2010 Permalink

      When my son was little, I had the opposite problem. He was tall for his age and thin. To get pants with legs long enough for him, I had to buy 2 sizes larger than what he really wore, and get the slim version, then put darts in the waist so they would stay up. Needless to say, up until he started school, he wore a lot of homemade pants with elastic waists. I’m just glad I knew how to sew.
      He had problems finding jeans to fit up until a couple of years ago, when he started gaining a bit of weight. He used to wear a 34″ waist with a 34″ inseam (did I mention he’s 6′ 2″), he’s up to a 38″ waist now, and it’s easier to find that waist size with the inseam he needs than it was to find the 34/34s, for some reason.

    • spoonfork38 6:01 am on August 31, 2010 Permalink

      My 7-year old is now clearly in young misses, and I’ve hemmed three pairs of jeans and two pairs of pants about a foot. My MIL wanted me to cut off the legs, but she’ll grow into them by Christmas. She wants leggings, but those are for younger girls or women—and I’m not paying $40 for a pair of legging for me, much less someone who’s going to climb trees in them. . .

      My three year old, on the other hand, can still fit into her two-year old pants around the waist, but they hit her about knee-high . . .

    • Rachel Smith 11:24 pm on August 31, 2010 Permalink

      I have had the same problem with my son!! We ended up ordering pants from a husky boys site that were actually (surprisingly) really nice pants. Going through this with him has brought up all of my memories of shopping, and never finding clothes that fit. I still start to panic a little bit when I go shopping to this day.

  • Jen 9:27 am on August 5, 2010 Permalink  

    The More Things Change 

    The other day, I decided to go through some old photos and scan a few to put up on Facebook.


    As I was choosing the photos I noticed a few things.

    AVC Marching Mauraders Parade Practice

    First, I didn’t have that “OMG, I was so fat/thin!” reaction. I just look like myself.


    This isn’t to say that I didn’t notice if I was fatter in one picture than in another. I just didn’t have an emotional attachment to my apparent or perceived weight in the photos.


    It was just me.


    Secondly, I noticed that even though I went through times when I was smaller or bigger, my body shape stayed pretty much the same, even from the time I was very young.


    I never realized that. I spent so much of my life feeling like a huge giant whale–that my body was the wrong body. But the reality is my body is nothing more than it is.


    And that is actually pretty cool.

    • Rachel 3:36 pm on August 5, 2010 Permalink

      And no matter what the size of your body, you always were beautiful. Still are, as a matter of fact.

    • Bountiful Luv Muffin 5:13 pm on August 5, 2010 Permalink

      I love your pics! It gives me a sad when georgeous young women lament that they are “huuuuuuuuge and uuuuuuuuugly”. I tell them that when they approach their fifth decade of life, then they will wonder why they spent precious years bad-mouthing the beautiful young lady in their old photos.

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