Until now, Moose has never shown an interest in clothes - at all. He wears whatever I put him in.
Monday night, he was out of clean jammies so we put him in this Elmo PJ shirt I picked up at a garage sale (sans pants) and some shorts. Fine and dandy, right? Yeah, until I realized he was sweating his butt off in it. He was IN LOVE with this shirt from the time I showed him that Elmo and Dorothy (the goldfish) were on it. Well, when I realized he'd sweat too bad in it, I had Big A take it off him so I could cut the sleeves off. For those 2 minutes, you'd have thought the world ended. But I get the shirt back on him and he's happy as a clam.
The next morning, I get him out of his crib, change his diaper, and proceed to dress him. Shorts on, time for the shirt....nope, can't get him to take off "Elmo." I figure, oh
Luckily for me, Moose LOVES bathtime so Elmo came off at that time and disappeared down the stairs to be washed. So until the next installment of Elmo, I will enjoy that Squirt is too young to care about what he wears...even when I put him in ridiculously long socks because the weather is chilly and I don't have pants for him to wear (ok, I have a few pairs but not many to match stuff...I mean, I have kids in July...who needs long pants in July??). well, it's a shirt. So I let him keep it on while we go to Wal-mart. All day, he pulls at it like in the picture, to show me where "Dorty" is and to tell me Elmo is on the shirt, too.