last night Z picks out his clothes for school today - a superman shirt & red shorts.
this morning he gets dressed, then he takes off the shirt.
he comes back with a red shirt to match his red shorts but the reds don't match so i try to explain to him that he can't wear the top & bottom when the reds don't match but before i can get too far into it, he's already left the room.
he comes back with another red shirt & as he's putting it on, i try again to explain. then B gets involved also trying to explain.
then Z starts crying.
i tell him the superman shirt looked fine with his shorts & B says we should just let him wear the red shirt & not care that he doesn't match, so what if his friends make fun of him.
but i say "no, we can't do that, look how many years it took me to train you how to dress"
& B says "you trained me how to dress?"
"yeah"
"so you take credit for my clothes?"
"not always, sometimes i just don't have it in me to fight the Wisconsin in you"
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
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