My big boy has learned to dress himself and even prefers to select his own clothing. Here is a sneak preview of tonight’s church outfit.
Divine don’t you think?
There’s freedom in pairing plaids and stripes and, honestly, the orientation of ones shirt is merely a matter of preference. No?
I really couldn’t criticize one element of this little outfit. Of course, I got stuck on those fluffy cheeks and that proud little smile.
We’re almost ready to roll and will be out of here just as soon as we find his firefighter boots!
