Lately Reed has wanted to make a lot more decisions. While I was a little resistant at first to doing things his way rather than my way, I am trying to allow him to have a little more control and giving him choices. It's kind of silly but one of things that Reed and I would fuss about was what he would wear. I, strangely, would like to pick out outfits that matched. My taste didn't seem to matter to Reed however. I've realized that I must compromise because it's not worth the daily fight. We'll save that for special occasions when it really does matter (well, sort of) if he looks good.
Here's a sample of a "Reed outfit." Maroon wind pants with a navy and white stripe, his orange "La Tortuga" shirt with a turtle on it, his navy moose fleece, his favorite baseball cap, and his new teal pirate rubber boots. Earlier in the day he had the same outfit except with a bright yellow t-shirt with a race car on the front, but he got that too dirty for me to allow him to be seen publicly.
I'm not sure what he's going to do with his favorite clothing staples already dirty by Tuesday.
Here's a sample of a "Reed outfit." Maroon wind pants with a navy and white stripe, his orange "La Tortuga" shirt with a turtle on it, his navy moose fleece, his favorite baseball cap, and his new teal pirate rubber boots. Earlier in the day he had the same outfit except with a bright yellow t-shirt with a race car on the front, but he got that too dirty for me to allow him to be seen publicly.