Much like our other children, Frankie has his own particular sense of style. Today for example he was wearing underwear and cowboy boots. And that's it. He was in the front yard ready to go to the park. I did manage to convince him to put on some shorts. A shirt was apparently stretching it though.
Very often he can be seen in public wearing something like this because frankly (no pun intended), I just don't care that much. You can only get away with it when you are young, and it's not really worth the fight.
He also takes no consideration of the weather. On the 4th of July, as we headed for the beach for a day with temps in the mid to upper 90s and full sun, Charlie wore this:
And Frankie wore - I kid you not - this:
And so this is why we showed up at the beach with him in footie pajamas and black rubber boots. A quick change into his swim trunks took care of things, and I was able to hide this outfit and get him into this for the rest of the day.
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