Saturday, February 27, 2016

He won't go shopping with me.

I spend time wondering if he would like it, if it's the right color, if he'll wear it. 

But occasionally I am dead on. 


Batman was for him. Van Gogh was for me. 

The shorts work for any shirt. 

Boaz was sad I didn't have shirt for him. I'll have to go back and look for a small. 

2 comments:

Anaise said...

Every new photo of him shows some new grown-up change! Does it just knock your socks off?

Cool shirt. :)

Wendy said...

I can't believe how grown he is. He is also a deep thinker and purposeful. I am indeed a lucky mom. :)