Tommy and his Sense of Style

This picture cracks me up. It is so terribly THEM.

But the funniest thing about this picture is the shirt Tommy is wearing. At the end of the last school year, the Room Mom made a shirt for each child. She printed photos of the kids from various events and activities throughout the year, printed them onto iron-on transfers, and then each child wore their shirt and the classmates signed their names using fabric pens. I know.

Anyway, this picture cracks me up because he loves that shirt. And he's walking around, wearing pictures of himself on his shirt. That's funny enough. But then Erik started helping out with the laundry, and the result has been several loads of pink clothing. Ahem.

This is one of the shirts that has turned pink in the last couple of months. He still wears it. And, more importantly, he doesn't wear his pink shirt with his face on it because he doesn't car, he wears it because he still thinks it's cool.

My brother makes fun of us because our kids wear floods and thrift store clothes and stripes with plaids and Scotty wears rubber boots with EVERYTHING these days, plus the fact that when Scotty has a potty training accident at pre-school he comes home wearing girl's pants from the extra clothes bin, and now Tommy actually thinks it's COOL to wear your own picture on a shirt and thinks it's even better if said shirt has been washed with a red hand towel.

But I think they're hilarious just the way they are, and I think it's pretty cool that their fashion sense, at least for the time being, fits so well with my disinterest in shopping and Erik's inability to run a load of whites.