Young Lady, you are NOT wearing that

I have described the hectic nature of the mornings around here. I am so lucky to have the nurse here to get Maggie dressed and ready. I don’t lay out Maggie’s clothes, because I don’t really care what she wears, as long as she looks clean and neat. It may be time to switch that and decide myself what clothes she will wear. I am aware that it is important that she looks good and decently put together. People are already staring, so a touch of class is important. I did have to balk this morning when I saw Maggie sitting in her chair in THIS.

If you can’t see well, try to picture some green pants with small shamrocks all over them – Target specials for St. Patrick’s day (which was three months ago) paired with a pink and yellow paisley shirt that looks like it was designed by peter max. Ay yi yi. She was already in the chair when I caught the ensemble, I realized she was wearing that shirt, but she wasn’t all the way dressed when I said good morning. It was too involved to change her pants, I would have to unstrap her and lift her out of the chair and onto the bed and then reverse the whole thing. Instead I just left her in the chair and changed her shirt. Still not quite “classy” but at least a step in the right direction.

In another mismatched outfit – but this at the end of the day getting ready for bed Maggie sat with Tim in the big chair. He put his Irish hat on her and she loved it. I just had to add these. She stayed cool for about a minute than just cracked up.