Green & Yellow
I spent this morning sorting and washing all of the baby clothes we’ve either bought or received from friends. I was lost there for a while amidst a gender neutral sea of green and yellow clothing – a healthy mix of solid colors and prints (with a slight emphasis on jungle animals?) – as I sorted them by size, style (onesies, gowns, pants), and even season. My wife was Wii-boxing while I took turns folding and prying stolen baby socks out of the dog’s mouth. I’d stop her mid-uppercut every so often to show off some found clothing treasure, like the baby Hawaiian t-shirt/short combo.
After going through the stash, I realized how excited I am to be having a summer baby. Not to slight the any-other-season babies, but I’m stoked that Vegas will spend his first few months chilling out in nothing but his skivvies and a t-shirt… that initially taking him outside won’t require layers upon layers of blankets and hats and footed outfits. He’ll get his share of those, but more around the four month mark. I’m sure we’ll have a better idea of what we’re doing by then, anyhow.
This is the first summer baby for either of our families – most of our birthdays, from the grown-ups to the kids, occur from mid-September to April, with most people preferring to have their birthdays within days of each other and/or a national holiday. There is a significant lull in birthday activity in between. But not for long, thanks to Vegas.
Laying everything out definitely made me reconsider putting any clothes whatsoever on any of our registries. Also, since everything is so wonderfully neutral, it made me daydream of finding out whether we’ll be eventually be folding tiny button-up shirts or white lacy dresses. Only a few months left, which seems like hardly any time at all.