The Ultimate Flattery

Ian, getting dressed today, came out of his bedroom at dressing time and asked, "Daddy, can you wear the same thing as me? I'm gonna wear a striped red one," referring to a shirt.

I went into his room to look at the shirt he had in mind and said, "Oh -yes, I actually have a shirt like that."

(He knows I have a shirt like that, so that's probably why he picked it out.)

He held up some khakhi pants and said, "How about pants?"

"Yes, I think I have some pants like that, too."

Ian responded, with a little bit of jumping, "Yay! I'm gonna match Daddy!

(Now he's agitating for me to hurry up and get dressed, so we can match in real-time.)


(November 29, 2008)