Yesterday morning Jake was talking to me before school. I turned around to answer him. All I can say is, it's a good thing I hadn't sipped my coffee yet...
I simply said, "No."
He was all surprised. What was I talking about? He did a 360 looking for some reference as to my statement.
I said, "No. There's no way I can send you to school in good conscience wearing that outfit."
Jake: But mom, these pants are SOOO warm.
Kerry: No problem. Change the shirt.
Jake: But I LOVE this shirt.
Kerry: No problem, change into a pair of jeans.
Then he had a brilliant idea:
"How about if I unbutton the shirt?!? I'm wearing a white t-shirt underneath that could show through!"
Yes. Absolutely. That would make all the difference in the world. He could go to school confident that he no longer resembled a lumberjack and hunter's collision. Instead, he would resemble a Christmas explosion with a little of Santa's beard thrown in for good measure.
Um...no. Jeans it was.