He's got style....

or not. I have to admit, it's a little embarrassing to take him places in some of his outfits. There are days where I can sway his choices, there are others where it's impossible. I never had a problem taking children out in dress up clothes when I was a nanny, and Alekisio has left the house as spiderman. There's just something different about mismatched everyday clothes. Other parents don't know if I put that outfit together or not. I really don't care anymore. I'm not going to limit his creativity by telling things don't match. I'm not very adventurous when it comes to clothes and I always wished I could think a little more outside the box artisticly so maybe he will. He also just got his hair cut. First he wanted all the sides long, because he didn't want a haircut, then when he knew he was losing that battle he wanted the top long. He came out of the bathroom and I didn't really like it so Aisea put some gel in and spiked it. Now we have a very vain little boy on our hands. He's always putting gel in, checking himself when he sees a mirror, and every ten minutes I hear,"Mom is my hair o.k.?" He just turned four!
He also started telling me again yesterday that he's marrying his friend Lucy. Of course he's going to be a missionary first so he went to his room, got his white shirt on and was headed out the door. At least he has his priorities straight.