this is my wonderful moses. or mimi. or the meemer. mojito. mighty mo.
he is funny. and wonderful. and he is growing up too fast.
but that is neither here nor there for this post.
above he is wearing his favorite ever pants. his "can i wear these again tomorrow?" pants. the pants he sheds a tear for when i tell him i HAVE to wash them. his "astronaut" pants. whatever that means. he loves these pants.
i hate these pants. these skinny jeans. that he almost always pairs with a black shirt.
making him an adorable little four year old emo, i admit. these pants that aaron can wear, easily.
i am not a mom who cares what my kids wear. they are boys, it's easy. jeans, khakis and shirts. they pick. all i have to do is to make sure there aren't shorts (that he will insist on wearing) in his drawer in january and it's really all good. oh, and i pick out and buy all their clothes. so there is that. i stock the drawers with what i like.
back in the fall moses was not quite big enough for a 5t and too big for a 4t. i was looking for a 5 slim, saw the 5 skinny and thought "how different could they be...probably the same thing, right?".
and of course. these are the pants that he loves. the skinny jeans. the chock full of skinny emo jeans. the jeans that i have yet to see any male wearing and think "oh, that DOES look good". sorry, no.
the jeans that i have seen him LAY DOWN TO BUTTON.
lesson learned. skinny does not equal slim.
on the subject of pants. he's grown a lot. and running low. we went into the gap to see if we could find some deals. every few seconds we heard "hey dad/mom, look at me" and we would turn to see him holding hands with a mannequin. he would try to make this face like "what, no big deal, just holding this persons hand". it cracked us up. he's funny.
and we got some great size 6 jeans. 6 SLIM.