With the warm nights, my pajama top of choice has changed. Usually some sort of tshirt is my standard go to, most often an extra beer promo shirt. But when it gets warmer, I opt for a tank top.
This morning, I got Alex when he woke up and snuggled up on the couch for a little bit. He looked up at me and told me he wanted me to get dressed. When I asked why, he waved his hand in the general area of the tank top straps and said, "I don't like...this."
Between the hand wave and the look on his face, he was really saying, "Guuuurrrrrllllll....what are you wearing?" This from the kid that has been rockin' the no socks with Chucks and inside-out sweatshirt look all week. We are high fashion at the Julius house.
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