This is what happens (a lot of the time) when we don't monitor Jacob's getting-dressed-for-the-day routine. So I've been helping. But my fashion sense (which I think is decent) must not do that much for my son. This morning, after I laid out his jeans and t-shirt, he told me that wanted to wear "cool pants because Will always wears cool pants." When I asked him what cool pants were, his 15 year-old attitude came out as he sighed and said, "You know, pants that are cool." Oh. Duh. We finally settled on some pants that have dinosaurs on them in a camo pattern, which he wore with a CBGB shirt that is way too big, but which he had to wear because "Daddy bought it." Does the clothes-obsession thing really start at 4 now? Uniforms, here we come.
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