This is how Wyatt came running out of his room this morning after I sent him to get dressed. He has been picking out his own clothes for quite a while - sometimes they match, sometimes they don't. Here is our conversation this morning...me: Wow, Wyatt! Are you sure you want to wear a short-sleeve shirt today? It's kinda chilly outside.
Wyatt: No, this shirt is good for today. It's not very cold.
me: Wouldn't your camoflouge shirt be better? It would keep you warmer.
Wyatt: Mama! This is the shirt I want to wear. I'll put on my fleece jacket for outside.
me: OK - can I at least take your picture?
And the "bed head" - well that is a whole other story...
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