To facilitate the constant cycle of clothes into and out of my son’s dresser, we have come up with a plan. When the dresser drawers won’t close, we dive in. As each item comes out of the dresser I ask him:
“Does this fit?”
“Do you like it?”
“Are you going to wear it again?”
Saying “No.” to any of these questions results in either donation or the trash. This system works great, or at least it did.
The Soccer Pants. He loves the Soccer Pants. We got them as an emergency pair after an accident at a friend’s. They were too small for her daughter, and way too big for my son, but good enough for the ride home. He fell in love. It was a pre-school love, a little boy and pants with glittery pink writing and tiny ruffle just above the butt. He wore them all the time, everywhere…until he started school.
School changed everything. The girls came to school swimming in pink, his favourite colour, and it was never to be found on the boys. The teasing for his long hair came early and often until he came home crying and I talked with his teacher (she was awesome btw). He decided, with no discussion, no more pink or sparkles unless we were staying home.
We are in 1st grade now, and it was time again for another trip through the dresser. Almost done, we come to the Soccer Pants. “Do these fit?” “Yes” (Finally, 2.5 years later); “Do you like them?” “Yes!”; “Are you going to wear them again?” I got a nervous look, he knew if he said “no” they are gone, and we both knew that “yes” wasn’t the truth. After a moment, I smile. “I bet these would be comfy pajama pants.” He got a big grin and wore them to bed that night.