A number of people in town were a little confused when some bars had signs up saying, "No Onesies" ... until someone announced a "Onesie Bar Crawl". ew

I also thought target was moving away from boy vs girl clothes.

I fucking wish. Peanut needs new clothes, and she's already in size 6/7, and she refuses to try on anything that's in the "boy's" department, and I refuse to buy her any shorts from the "girls" department, because the "girl's" shorts are a full 2 inches shorter in the inseam.

(I mean, I know they were moving away from gendered clothing only in babies, but I wish we could just do away with all of the gender split & have clothes listed by style and measurement.)

A number of people in town were a little confused when some bars had signs up saying, "No Onesies" ... until someone announced a "Onesie Bar Crawl". ew

At least I assume that means these [link] not baby t-shirts.

Don't even get me started on gendered onesies. I was enraged about this through most of my pregnancy, and I went off on the Disney Store recently when they marketed their Endgame kids pjs as for boys. I've given into the short shorts, but I buy most of ltc's clothes and online. So she has no clue if they come from the boys or girls department. I can't imagine having to shop for clothes with her.

I have had an informal diagnosis of ADHD (inattentive) for many years. It was actually a relief, as was the more recent one of ASD (and apparently, dyslexia!). It means there's an organic *reason* for behavior that got me labeled "doesn't live up to potential" "distracted and clumsy" and "gifted but lazy" all my life. Having those letters meant I wasn't willfully stupid--and that was a relief. Behaviors I'd been trying to either mimic or correct all my life and feeling inadequate about had an explanation that had nothing to do with deliberate shortcomings. It was a tremendous relief.

As were the realizations that I'm not weird and "wrong," I'm ace and bi. All those are valid ways to be, and I'm not alone in any of them.

I'm glad to hear you feel that way, Beverly! That all sounds right to me.

And I apologize for stirring up all of the baby and kids' clothing rage for people who have to do this all the fucking time, from my very occasional attempt to buy baby clothes!

I am going to bed in clean pajamas!

I know how I felt when I found out about Sensory Processing Disorder, which explained so much about my being bothered by stuff -- for instance, the carbonation in soda, which will never stop being nasty to me. But at least I knew it wasn't just me being silly.

Timelies all!

Yay, luggage!

Boo, pneumonia.

Tasting the cholorophyll in food is a thing for other people, and it's not just me going "It doesn't taste like anything, it just tastes green!"