It's actually my swimsuit.
For as long as I can remember, I have very much disliked showing my skin. It's convenient that my faith dictates modesty, but I am naturally inclined to cover up even on my own terms. There are people who hate clothes, and who could walk around in their birthday suit all day every day if they didn't get arrested. Undercover nudists, if you will. And there are those who would shower fully dressed if it meant they still could get clean. I'm most definitely in the latter category. A never-nude, if you will.
DAUGHTER'S OUTFIT // SIMILAR TO SON'S OUTFIT // SIMILAR TO BABY'S OUTFIT // BABY HAT
I've learned as a mom that I love, LOVE rash guards for my kids--or swim shirts as we call them around our home. My children inherited my red-headed husband's skin. That means they burn no matter how much sunscreen we put on them. So, as much coverage as they can get helps me feel better. We wear swim shirts, hats, AND sunscreen when we go out. But those swim shirts really lessen the amount of sunscreen I have to apply. And re-apply.
Did I mention we live in California? My sister pointed out on our most recent visit to Utah, that if you saw my kids out of all the cousins swimming, you wouldn't have guessed they were the ones from California.
I took that as a compliment!
I might be raising nerds, but at least they won't have skin cancer and wrinkles. And I my fingers are crossed they'll thank me for that at some point.
One can hope.
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