thrifty threads: flirting with big brother

The arsenic hour, we call it. 4pm-7pm, when you’re trying to make it through the afternoon and dinner hour without injury or meltdown. Over the last few months, our arsenic hour has become a precious time. Avery especially seems to thrive. He cherishes the hour he gets alone with all of us, before Lucas gets home from school. One of his favorite things to do is get the girls up from their afternoon nap. They love it, too. On this particular afternoon, Avery scooped Honor out of her crib and put her with Isaiah, inventing some pacifier game somewhere along the way.


Avery is wearing two shirts from Target. If it were up to him, he’d wear the same basketball shorts and oversized tee 24/7. After bit of parental coaching, though, he’s done a great job of picking out his own outfits each morning.


The girls’ dresses are both thrifted. My goal is to put them in these frocks (and only these frocks, if I have it my way) until they tell me to stop! If y’all come across sweet dresses, let me know! I have a self-imposed budget of eight bucks or less per dress.