In what is apparently very normal for a little boy, Elliott has trouble every year transitioning from bluejeans to shorts. Last year by the end of winter/beginning of spring, he was down to 2 pairs of bluejeans, and the repeated washing was shrinking them rapidly. I finally got him into shorts after convincing him they were hurting his tummy from being too tight and I packed them away. This year the battle has proven to be even harsher. On nights preceding short days, I have to prep him, and yet he still puts up a fight the next day. Even the teacher made mention of him -- the most hot-natured kid in the entire daycare -- not wearing shorts. Hello, losing battle. Over the weekend we were pretty successful seeing as how Mami and Daddy were both wearing shorts.
It's really no surprise coming from the kid who will not wear sweatpants, warm up pants, pajamas (daycare dress up weeks), or BROKEN jeans out of the house. Broken jeans aka ripped or holy jeans. I try to get him to wear them to the country or to play in the yard...oh no. How dare I be such an indecent mother.
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