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Starting Them Young

I am at the age where a bunch of friends either have kids or are due to have kids soon. For the most part, this is not a big deal for me, since I am quite used to being around munchkins. I'm going to be kind of confused when they grow up, since that'll be a new experience for me. For the moment, though, I get to see lots of munchkins.

One thing I've noticed, however, is that some of these kids are WAY more stylish than I ever was. Yes, yes, the parents obviously have a hand in this. But some of it is also the kids, right? I mean, you could slap the latest Paris runway fashions on my body and I'd look preposterous. You still have to pull off the look. And man, do these kids have a head start in that department.

Let's start with a birthday party for some munchkins I happened to attend. One little girl, probably about 5 or 6, came running up to her mom at one point and asked if she could take off her shoes. We were in a playground thing, so I figured she just wanted to run around in the sand or something. What I didn't notice, however, was that this girl was wearing wedges. Chuckling, her mom said it was okay and sent her on her way.

However, the mom then turned to me and explained that she had warned her daughter that she wouldn't be able to run around in, essentially, heels. Undaunted, the daughter had insisted that it would be okay. The daughter further proclaimed that she wouldn't want to run around, so all would be right in the world. Seeing that this didn't turn out to be the case, the mom was quite amused.

I was more amazed that this little girl even owned a pair of such shoes at her age. Admittedly, I'm a guy, but at that age, I had a single pair of shoes. They were sneakers of some sort. Hell, I must have worn jeans and a t-shirt for years after that before I even began to consider anything outside of that. In terms of fashion sense, this girl was light years ahead of me.

What's even worse, though, are the babies and toddlers who seem to have me beat. One of them has a hat collection to die for. The parents certainly have good taste in the matter, but I always end up thinking he's got the coolest hats. I think I may have offered to take on some chore or something in exchange for his hat once (I was kidding, and we all laughed).

The most recent example of this, though, is a 2 month old girl that has a freaking faux hawk. I'm not even sure that I could pull one off now, even if I let my hair grow out for a bit. However, she's got it down pat at the ripe old age of 2 months. There are decent odds that she may end up more stylish by the time she hits kindergarten than I will ever be in my whole life.

It's a rough life, I tell you.

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