he came out in his niciest jeans (ie, the only pair that the knees are completely ripped out of (purchased spur of the moment during the disney trip)) & his christmas sweater.
once again i don't get it.
for school he wears stained shirts, holey pants, does not give 2 shits at all about what he's wearing [& don't think B can't be bothered with such foolishness, there is a reason a uniform REALLY works for the man]. the other day Z came home in a sleeveless soccer shirt & denim shorts when the day's high was upper 60s.
so why is the child wearing his sunday best TO GO FISHING i ask?
he was ok with changing the sweater out for a sweatshirt but when i made him change to a holey pair of jeans he cried.
the perfect start to a long day no?
it wasn't so bad actually.
considering 3 adults
then we tried the river. long story short, there were no fishies anywhere.
i think this whole 'fishing' thing is a cover, ladies you've been warned.