I am sitting around going through old photos on the computer and tagging them into various albums...christmas, Super Son, chicago...ahh the joys of iphoto. I am up to the 3 year old photos of my now almost 7 year old and I found a bunch of him wearing his old "super suits" aka footie pajamas. He always thought that they looked like the outfits that super heroes wore so they became super suits in our house. I clearly remember the frustration of trying to find them in increasingly larger sizes 4's were few and far between 5's were awful and I don't think I ever found a size 6. I even saved some of the cutest ones from Gymboree thinking that our precious second born would love to wear them just like her brother.
No such luck.
When Miss Thing was born she had an umbilical hernia. Basically a really big "outie" that would eventually heal on its own. I found some old home remedies that said to tape a coin to the belly button and that would help it to heal faster. The illustrious Dr. Brown scoffed at them and assured me that it would heal on its own and end up as a regular old belly button by the time Miss Thing was 3.
You know she is 3 now right?
In all fairness I think Dr. Brown might have been right if only my sweet daughter hadn't discovered that she had a belly button when she was 8 months old. The little bump of skin proved to be too enticing and apparently it felt really good to touch it. That touch grew to pulling and now she has an official "outie". The opening in her abdominal wall healed nicely and she has something to occupy each of her hands when she is feeling nervous. One hand becomes the thumb sucky and the other goes to her belly button.
We have a constant stream of "Miss Thing ~ no thumbby....Miss Thing put your shirt down" going on all day long.
That being said when she goes to sleep if you dare cover her belly hysteria ensues.
So while looking at the pictures of Super Son cavorting in his super suits over the years I looked over at Hero Husband and said
"I wish Miss Thing liked to wear footie pajamas"
Miss Thing looked up at me from the legos on the floor and said
"I don't like footie pajamas"