Between Ebay and clearance racks, I was able to get long sleeved shirts for Luna for about $3/$4 each. They're all layerable and I have enough that if some become "playclothes" she doesn't look like the ragpicker's child at school. Finding pants that fit her is rough chewing. They're too short or too long or too big at the waist or the butt or too thin to really be worthwhile in the winter. I flat out refuse to spend $10-$20 a pair for pants for her. I'm in the $5 pants world. If that. Ebaying for pants isn't working out well.
The issue when getting winter clothes for Mike and I is that our sizes or tastes are so specific I don't have a lot of play when it comes to price. I think it's going to be more of a building a wardrobe kind of deal. One or two quality items every few months.
The three of us went to the playground on Sunday. We'd missed Saturday and I was sad because the wind was whipping crazy and it would have been great kite flying weather. We fed ducks and Luna took her purple stuffed monkey with us. She'd send the monkey down the slide and yell out "I will save you, Monkey!" and then slide down to fetch her toy. I got into the act and started trying to catch Luna on the slide. After a while I went to go sit with Mike and she got to play around without my interference. I saw her playing with a steering wheel, facing away from where I was sitting, so I snuck over to the slide, knowing that's her next place to be. She played with the wheel for a little longer, then called out "HellooOOOo!" Mike replied "Hi Luna!" I had to stay quiet or give away my evil plot. Without a beat Luna called out "Not YOU, Daddy...." She knew. I was busted. It tickled me so bad I started laughing until I couldn't stand. I'd underestimated the 4.5 year old again and she caught me.
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