Harveys At Home

Owen and I needed to go to Medicare and the post office this morning, so we went to Westpoint at Blacktown for something different.  Along the way we just happened to walk into Big W, where they have all their clothes on sale.  Already.  I don’t think these people realise that it’s still gets down to 1ºC during the day…  Not exactly shorts and t-shirt weather.  I was excited today to not have to drag out a coat to wear outside, let alone even think about summer clothes for the Boy.  But since we were in the kids clothes section, we had a quick look around and I picked up some summer PJs for Owen…

Why buy them now?

Why not wait a couple of months, just in case he has a growth spurt?

This notion in itself is a little on the hilarious side.  If you have ever met Owen in person, you will know that he just isn’t going to be tall, even though Marc and I aren’t short people, the poor boy is a Carter through and through and will most likely be as tall as my Dad, and built the same.

Sorry O, there’s nothing we can do about that Buddy…

But I digress

Last year, I bought Owen some cotton PJs right at the beginning of the season, and could not, for love or money, get him another set.  I even tried Myer and David Jones as last resorts, hoping that because their kids clothes are more expensive than those of the department stores (Target, Big W, Kmart) they may have some stock all through the hotter months.  Nope.  The child gets super hot during the night and satin boxers don’t seem to be his thing (I’m sure this will change as he grows up), neither do the PJ sets made of t-shirt material.

Now I hear you say, well just make some, right?  Wrong.  I’m not a sewer.  I don’t own a sewing machine and I am not allowed to touch Mum’s machine.  Not because I have had a crack at it before and wrecked her machine in the past (although, I can see how that would happen), mainly because it’s a Mum thing.  I don’t think my sister, who can sew, even touches Mum’s machine!  But that’s what Mum’s are for (among other things), aren’t they?!  My Mum made him a couple of cotton sets and we made do until it got cooler again and he could wear the cute little satin boxers.

Since we find ourselves far away from all people who can sew, I know I will need to be on the look out for some new PJs from now on…  As it was, Big W only had one pair in size 3 left…  Plenty if he was a size 5 or 6 though!  I’ll not be making the same mistake as last year :o)

Here’s a picture of the Boy in his new PJs.

Dinosaurs and skateboards, what more could a three year old want!

My apologies for the photo, Owen was trying to watch Bananas In Pajamas (this is the truth, I swear!) while I tried these on him and would only stand still for one photo…< -->