All the boy clothes I saw were lame! Just your stereotypical boy stuff -- baseballs and dinosaurs and monster trucks. No class.
But I have to come to terms with the fact that I have a little boy, and that it is MY job to make him fabulous. And that means I just have to look a little harder. But first, I had to "define my brand".
I found this at Old Navy, and thought maybe by son could be "hipster":
Daddy said no.
Then I found these, and though maybe he could be preppy:
I said No.
Then last night, some friends came over and brought a gift. She said, "I saw this and thought it was just so dapper."
Yes. My son will be "Dapper".
Cause let's face it, there's nothing cuter than a little boy in a three-piece suit.
Unless of course he's in a tuxedo onesie. That might win.
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