Sartorial Pediatrics: It’s Never Too Soon to Trad

The road to hell is indeed paved with good intentions. My friends’ little fella was born almost a year ago and LFG and I had yet to lay eyes on him. Tell me please, that I’m not unique. Lie to me if necessary but tell me that you too, see day-to-day life, schedules, travel and parenting as legitimate excuses to have months go by without seeing people. People that you care about. People that don’t live a thousand miles away. People who are literally, fifteen minutes down the road.

Ok, enough of my equivocating. Two Sundays ago LFG and I called on this lovely little man. But before the debut of said little man, we had a stop or two to make. The Gap Outlet in Old Town is the best. You’ve heard my perspective on this before. I love nice clothes and I rationalize absurd amounts of dosh for my personal goods. But while young’uns are still growing…it’s Outlet time.

LFG is now to the point where it’s best that she and her mom do most of the advanced level clothing gets. I was a pro at it when she still toddled. Those little smock type dresses are a hit on little gals up till around age six or seven. And if you are too big by one size, it still works. But those days with LFG are over.

Boy’s clothes? Trad gear? We had a blast gathering up goods for our little fella. Cargo shorts and board britches. All a bit large but he'll be just the right size for this loot in the spring.

Blue shirts-khaki pants. I'd say that's the Trad Uniform no? And we've even got a sleeve placket button. Shut up.

The shirt...with crotch snaps...kinda like a "trad onesie" right? I wonder if Charvet will do some of these for me.

 And speaking of Pediatric Trad Gear. Crew Cuts has gone over the top with their piccolo versions of some classics. Dig the pediatric Blunnies... the mini-Jack Purcells...the bebe Quoddy mocs and the enfant Chukkas. There’s a problem here though. The stuff is pricey and kids grow.

And here we have a little ADG outfit. Horizontal socks, khakis and chukkas with a fuzzy dice touch...green shoe strings. Shut up.

Clothes are one thing but toys that make noise…an absolute necessity. Tonka construction equipment…a no brainer. But this one shakes and makes noise and we were tentative regarding whether or not he’d be scared of it. LFG got a mechanized dancing bear when she was about the same age. She freaked. 

No worries here. Our little man loved his machine. You need to imagine these pictures with the Tonka front end loader idling en bravado-vibradacious while making all kinds of noises. Funny.

There are so many good pictures of this scene that I can't cull them. So here you go...

We’ll be sure to keep his trad togs and heavy equipment needs fulfilled from now on.

Onward. Reveling in toddler visits. And super-reveling in being able to leave them when they get cranky. 

Oh, and onward avec Nantucket Oranges and dark loden Belgians.

Nantucket Oranges you ask? Yep. Can't believe that you of all people haven't been in the know on this one. If you don't think orange is the new red, just axk Reggie.

ADG and LFG