Yet another new and interesting thing we've experienced having a girl. It's like trying to shove a turkey into a sock. Sure they're adorable but boy are they work to get a baby into them. Especially when said baby has some chunky little thighs and squirms like crazy when getting dressed.
No one prepared us for leggings. There are no warnings on the packaging. However, I'll admit that Amy seems to have an easier time with the leggings. This leads me to believe that to successfully use leggings requires the presence of estrogen. Sure I've put them on but it's not been easy and they always seem to be a bit crooked. I guess there's a learning curve with this sort of thing.
All this struggle with leggings has me wondering about tights. Just the name alone implies it will be more difficult than leggings. We have a few pair unopened. They're just sitting there in a drawer, mocking me. Taunting me. Waiting for the day when we will do battle. Until then I guess I'd better get used to the idea and continue practicing with leggings. Oh the fun that comes along with all of the girl accessories.
All is well, 12/26 down, in Drosche Land.