He texted me a pic to show what a nice time they were having yesterday, but all I could think was 'Purple top, blue and yellow trousers and green socks??!'
He doesn't wear bizarre combinations himself, so why take it out on poor DD?
I know, I know, she's comfy, she doesn't care, yadda yadda
My dd's have both chosen their own clothes from about 18 months old. The combinations are often wrong, colours clash, summer dresses with woollen tights but they are happy and proud of themselves so I just walk 3 steps behind at all times.
YANBU at all if all you do is wince. I do an inward large sigh and imaginary eye roll every time DH dresses DD and have to remind myself to be happy that he dressed her, and then hope we don't have to go out in public that day.
Someone needs to make some 'My Daddy dressed me' badges for our DC's to wear.
My DH will find the clothes which the DC's have outgrown and squeeze them on or pile loads of layers on when it is warm and shorts and t shirts when it is cold.
It drives me crazy as he can dress himself correctly and co-ordinate...
well I did reply along the lines of 'omfg what have you dressed her in'. But I'm sure he knows I was joking. He does try to get me to pick the clothes before I go out (it was my day in the office / his day off) but I was all 'no, no, pick what you want'..
I have tried reasoning, with the inevitable results: MrsB: But DH you wouldn;t wear a pink and green top with yellow trousers - wouldn;t you have chosen the green ones that match? MrB: I wouldn;t have worn a pink and green top...
actually he has recently caught on to the fact that dresses are much easier as there is no matching involved, so DD is ofetn seen grubbing in the sandpit in the gorgeous smocked items from MIL. Still, at least they are getting worn...
my DH is just as bad. I usually leave stuff out for him as it's easier. MIL is just as bad though, again I usually leave stuff out for her but she did an overnight baby sitting stint for us and when I came home DD was wearing pj bottoms under a summer dress with a long sleeved vest and white cardigan on top. It was July!
I worked on the basis that if you allow the dcs a choose from the outset, by the time it might matter, they've turned into surprisingly stylish dressers. I realise that "style" is very much an individual interpretation but the theory has mainly worked.
As least the child isn't wearing nappies made from tea towels.
Not well at the moment so DP has been doing a lot of childcare.
I watched unspeakingly this morning as DP dressed DS in a lovely little red and beige striped top, some dark brown trousers, and bright green socks. I did ask- Green socks? to which he looked offended and told me the trousers were green too and the socks were matching them
The trousers were nowhere near green, but I felt too unwell to argue. Have spent all day wondering whether DP is colourblind or just stupid....
I had to tell my DH - plain top, patterned bottoms OR patterned top, plain bottoms!! Was worried about people's eye sight. Still was a bit hit and miss though
YANBU- argh DH is colour blind and I have been laying the dds clothes out the night before so I don't have to endure the pain of seeing them in the outfits he chooses..
But still the other day I put clothes in a bag for him to dress them in as he was taking them to a party and when I turned up to meet them there he'd put the wrong outfits on them...
Dd1 wearing dd2s dress which showed off her knickers each time she moved.
my DH doesn't have a clue either! Even squeezes her into things that don't fit or puts pyjama bottoms on her thinking they're trousers! He genuinely thinks she looks ok
My DH got tell tghe difference between leggings and tights and used to take DD out in just tights and top. I have a childhhod memorie of my Dad dressing me (I was aboyt 2.5 or 3) and putting both of my legs down the same kniicker leg and then being cross with me for not walking properly.
When I was working (on ML at the moment) DS would be taken to nursery by DP at 8am after I had left the house at 7am. He always used to moan that I should get him ready because he always made a fuss when he did it (even though I only had about half an hour or so to get ready myself . Sometimes I would dress him, but sometimes not. Usually I would put out his clothes on the sofa ready for DP to dress him in.
Anyway, one day I just hadn't had time but put clothes out on the sofa as usual. I went to pick him up from nursery at about 5pm...to find him still in his pyjamas . The nursery hadn't seemed to notice either!
I actually am colour-blind, and still do a better job of dressing DD than DH does. He's a big fan of the spotty top/stripy bottom look. Also has a real talent for unearthing things two sizes too small from the back of the drawer.
. The nursery hadn't seemed to notice either!
