My friend with two little girls keeps complaining about the god-awful outfits her daughters create out of seemingly incongruous items of clothing such as striped tights, sparkly jelly shoes, gaudily flowered hairbands and one particularly beloved black-and-white checkered sundress that’s completely inappropriate for the season. It got me to thinking about my boys and their constant rotation of jeans and t-shirts. It is my suspicion that they truly do not care what they wear, so I did a little experiment in which I placed the same (washed) t-shirt at the very top of each boy’s pile of t-shirts in their t-shirt drawer (yes, they live in t-shirts) every day for a week.
The result: every day for a week, BOTH Nate and Calvin reached for, put on, and wore the exact shirt as the day before, simply because it was the first one their hands touched. And not once did they question this. Or even notice.
So I am proved correct. They truly do not care. (Unless you try to give Calvin a polo shirt with a collar, in which he says, “Why are you making me wear wedding clothes?” and tosses it to the floor.)
I have more examples, and will be back with them shortly. In the meantime, what do you all think? Are boys easier than girls?