Let’s make things clear:
boys are so much easier than girls.
They don’t care what clothes they’re wearing, they don’t want nail polish at age 2 (they kind of do at age 4, but it’s easy to talk them out of it), they fall and get up and make no big deal, and they don’t torment your existence with obsessing over any color in particular.
But…. there’s little satisfaction for the mommy when it comes to the playing-with-dolls aspect of motherhood.
Well, not anymore. With this book I’m gonna go wild and make them clothes and have tea parties.
This little guy here with this little romper is making me feel just slightly sorry about that vasectomy. (who am I kidding)
How sixties is this shirt? sixties dapper.