I Don’t Dress My Kids In Cute Clothes

I have a confession to make. I don’t dress my kids in cute clothes.

I feel bad about this. I have two staggeringly beautiful daughters. Not just two kids, but twins. Most people in their right minds would take every opportunity to dress them in totally adorable outfits, even on regular old spit-up-blown-out-diapers-god-I-hope-the-neighbors-don’t-stop-by sort of days. 

I, however, do not.

The girls live in onesies, and not all of them are even that cute. Some of them are just plain white. From Ross. On sale. I don’t even put cute little pants on to make a complete outfit. I mismatch their socks — polka dots with flowers, cherries with stripes, Pooh with Cookie Monster. And some days . . . well, some days, they wear the same onesie they wore the day before. 

Honestly, I don’t know what people dress infants in anyhow. Dresses? Shoes and socks? Jumpers? Jammies? Where do people go with their infants that requires them to be dressed in anything other than a onesie?

I’ve tried dressing the girls up. Hell, I even dressed them alike. There was the day I took them to Target wearing matching pink dresses. 

Elise and Althea in matching dresses

Oh, you think that’s cute? The dresses were from Target. How tacky is that? The dresses didn’t even fit. They’re for three-month-olds. The girls were eight weeks old at the time. Tack-eee.

Then there was the time I showed them off at work. Again, matching dresses. Again, from Target.

Althea and Elise looking Elizabethan

Yes, they are totally cute and adorable. But those collars make the girls look like characters in a Shakespearian play.

So, I just keep them in onesies. Because when it comes to my girls, clothes don’t make the cute. They do it all on their own.