LOL. Science Boy wears whatever I throw out for him and couldn't care less. Princess is a total nightmare. If the slightest thread is awry, she won't wear something. We finally had the very first time Connor refused to wear something to school - I'd gotten him a t-shirt at the Disney store with Power Rangers on it and he gently said, "Mommy, the boys at school will laugh at me. Power Rangers is for babies. But I can wear it on the weekends." sigh.

So far, I've been lucky. My son (he's 11 now) will pretty much wear whatever I buy him. Granted, I have to remind him on more often than not to put on CLEAN clothes. He hates to go shopping (especially if I'm bring his sisters) and tells me he "trusts me to buy what he likes). He likes t-shirts with obnoxious sayings but once confided to his older sister that he likes wearing button up shirts, because he thinks they're nice. This week, he asked for a belt because his pants were sliding off. Small victories.

As for my daughters, forget it. I don't dare buy the older one (she'll be 14 on Friday) anything, and I haven't since she was about 4, without her approval. I learned the hard way, with clothes I found absolutely adorable hanging in the closet with tags still attached.

The four year old is much the same. And she wants to try everything on when we go shopping, after witnessing her big sister trying on semi-formal dresses. (She tried on 4, and chose 1. That same day, Kerrin insisted on trying on dresses. She tried on 17. I refer to her as The Diva)

As for my boyfriend, I don't live with him, so I don't much say in his clothes, although he's happy to let me buy them for him. He cleans up nice, so I figure I'll take what I can get. :)

LOL My youngest (who's 11) is just like Lauren's son.

My oldest is a complete male diva who will not leave the house without hair done and gelled just so, and spiffy, ironed duds. I guess I can't complain though, he goes above and beyond the call of showering and puting on deodorant which is more than I can say for some 13 YO's but sometimes--sheesh!

The kidlet (nearly 8) came in this morning wearing burgundy colored pants (the kind that zip off at the knees) with a red Aloha shirt. While I heartily approved the shirt (we keep trying to get him to wear his "nice" shirts to school and he keeps picking the scrungiest things in his closet), I suggested that he might want to rethink the pants. He rolled his eyes and told me they were both red. I told him to ask his dad what he thought and luckily hubby knows what the correct response is when mom says this and so we got him to change into a pair of jeans. Not that I can generally trust hubby's taste in things as he, too, wears some truly craptastic colors together.

Bob hates to shop- thus over the years we've been together as his things have worn out I replace them with clothing I like. It is all part of my master plan....

I was cleaning up the kitchen at Mike's on Saturday and discovered a pair of jeans in the trash. I said "Did you know you're throwing away pants?" and he said, "Yeah they have holes in them."

Like when has that ever mattered? hahahaha

What happened to the post I submitted last night? I was wondering if there was a problem with two of the words used in the story. If so, feel free to remove them from the story. I just found it so funny that I had to share it.

My thing is their "HAIR!" I wish I could do both their hair. You know what though? It's better to be beautiful (handsome) and dress icky than hidious and dress great. I mean, look at Donald Trump!