I recently packed up a bin of clothes Soren had grown out of. (How is my baby old enough to have grown out of clothes already?) I was a little sad to see the tiny apparel go. Soren’s wardrobe is a combination of gifts and hand-me-downs from my nephews, with approximately four items we’ve actually purchased ourselves. Here is the story of one such outfit.
When I was about 36 weeks pregnant, I started getting a little nervous about the fact that I owned nothing for Soren to wear. I knew I had a baby shower around the corner and a few boxes of clothes en route from my sister. But if the baby came early, he was at risk of coming home from the hospital naked. So off we went to Macy’s (with an unused wedding gift card in hand) to peruse the baby section. The selection was underwhelming, and most of the shirts, onesies, and sleepers had ridiculous words or phrases on them (“Captain Adorable,” “Team Daddy,” “Grandma’s Snuggle Bunny,” “Future MBA”). Tim was aware that I am seriously opposed to clothes with words on them, but he became attached to this little number.
We continued to look at our other options, but Tim was sold on the outfit. I was confused about why he found the phrase “Bananas over Mommy” to be so hysterical, but I eventually acquiesced since it was a set of two sleepers and the second was free of words (and I had secret intentions of returning the clothes to the store later). We kept talking about our purchase as we left the store, and by the time we made it back to the car we discovered the reason for our difference of opinion. You see, Tim thought the phrase meant Soren would choose bananas over his mommy. As in, Soren likes bananas better than he likes his own mother. Real funny, right? I shed actual tears as I laughed about Tim’s interpretation.
Obviously it means Soren is crazy about his wonderful mother. Everyone agrees with me, right?