So fast forward to this morning. The snow is pouring, I mean pouring outside. I know I will be going absolutely nowhere today. I pull out the grey sweat pants my friend gave me an put them on, along with a pink hoodie. Because if there was ever a day to dress down, this is it my friends.
I was sitting on the couch enjoying some coffee and in bounds little Spanky. He smiles and gives me a morning kiss and hug. He sits by and then looks at my clothes.
"You should get dressed mommy," he smiles.
I laugh. "Sweetie, I am dressed, see?"
He laughs, really hard. "Those aren't clothes mommy."
I guess the fashion bug has hit him pretty early.
(And speaking of clothing, has anyone see the hoodie-footie? Goodness, if I got that as a Valentine's gift I'd have to question my husband's sexuality or at the very least be concerned about out marriage. )