We have a problem. Evan is a tiny tyrant when it comes to his wardrobe. He has a closet full of adorable Gymboree bargains that I carefully and lovingly selected for him. But no. Make that NO MOMMY!
At this moment Evan will wear only one thing. His cheapo-ugly-as-sin-Buzz-Lightyear Pajamas. Oh Lord help me. I bought the boys a matching pair for Christmas, knowing that while they were unattractive, Evan and Zack would enjoy wearing them (to bed) and they would likely never step outside the front door while in the gaudy ensemble. How very wrong I was.
Evan refuses all other clothing. Tuesday night he wore them to bed. Wednesday our nanny (Lindsay) could not get him to completely change his outfit, so they compromised. Evan wore the pajama bottoms with a clashing baseball t-shirt and Lighting McQueen socks (another *must*.) Wednesday night Evan wore the rather dirty buzz outfit to bed. This morning when he awoke, we discovered that his diaper had leaked leaving the PJ's rather....damp and somewhat smelly. We had to draw the line. The beloved sleepwear had to be removed and replaced with another outfit.
There were fits. It took Lindsay about a half an hour to get the stubborn toddler in clothing. What resulted was a hideous combination of too-small baseball pajama bottoms and a miss-matched Mets T-shirt with a pair of, what else? Lighting McQueen socks. This combination only made it through a partial day, until the Buzz Lightyear clothes were through the washer and dryer, and those PJ's were back on in time for dinner.....
What am I going to do?