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Audiology - an unexpected update

Why our clothes match sometimes




Firstly it took 1,438 attempts to get this photo... I've got one where the youngest looks like he's surely possessed by the devil himself. The rest either someone isn't looking at the camera, or their head is cropped out or they look incredibly miserable with the experience... Don't blame them!

Looking at this you've hopefully noticed we're all wearing matching clothes. There's several reasons for this, the main one being my husband. He's enjoyed getting me and my eldest matching clothes for years now, that is mostly because he finds it hilarious that I fit into children's clothes (it's actually very convenient as they are usually a lot cheaper).

When we had our second and she turned out to be another girl he started buying them more marching things. Part of me was very against this as there were more than enough clothes for the second born to wear. But having siblings of the same gender and close in age pretty much guarantees endless fights about who gets what, especially when little sister wants to be like big sis. I'll, however, admit to finding it a little weird when people dress their kids in matching clothes. I remember asking my husband why he was so keen on the idea and he told me he thinks it's good for them to identify with their own "team". Which I have to say I've bought into, it makes it so much easier for them to find eachother in a crowd and likewise for us to find them!

This photo is taken after a day out at a soft play with the amazing DSA's - Dwarf Sports Association - Scottish group, one of the many events they plan throughout the year which allows kids, adults and families touched by dwarfism to get together. I'm doing a sponsored walk in a few weeks and any further donations are still gladly accepted CLICK HERE. There's more information over on my sponsorship page. All of us having the same "uniform" seriously helped in such a big and noisy place. It made it easier for me to locate the kids and them to find me - Husband didn't join in with the stripes because we're not THAT weird. Two weeks ago we were at our local Highland gathering and the girls wore matching outfits, again it thoroughly helped when locating them on the busy fairground field. 

I like his idea because our family is our team and I hope the kids will always identify as part of our team even when they are too old or cool to want to be seen with us, I hope this is the basis of extra bonding if that makes sense. But even if it's not it is genuinely helpful in crowds and I'm totally converted to it after years of trying to resist it. So before you judge us or others for being weirdos, they probably had a similar idea and love their family team!

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