Billy has always been my child most interested in fashion. He’s been more picky about his clothes for as long as he could talk. Socks, in particular, have to be just right – he prefers character socks to boring plain white ones. Give him Batman or Spiderman any day over Hanes.
I make an effort to keep him looking presentable for school with certain “school clothes rules,” and even then he pushes the boundaries in Billy-style. But when it comes to play time, I let him fully express himself.
Last Sunday was the first truly warm day in a couple of weeks and Kevin and I were talking about what to do that evening. Then Kevin looked at Billy.
He was wearing a dark yellow long-sleeved t-shirt with dark yellow sweat pants that probably should have been passed onto Rusty judging from how much of Billy’s ankle we could see. And there was Batman doing his best to cover those ankles. (How I did not get a picture of this is beyond me)
After a moment’s contemplation, Kevin said,
“Well, I’d say let’s go for a walk if Billy wasn’t dressed like a mustard seed.”
Ahhh. We love you, Billy! (hee hee hee – it still cracks me up!)