Look at what I dressed him in. Only because my washing machine is broken, most of his pants have become too short over the last month, and overalls are the only thing hanging in his closet this morning (and frankly, they're getting too short also).
And I guess, as I just flipped through a bunch of my photos, that overalls aren't that uncommon for him. We got a load of them at garage sales when he was a teeny tiny baby....But it's the red shirt that does it. I'll admit that I couldn't resist.
And then there's the fact that he immediately ran to his horsey for a long ride this morning...
All the while singing "Nuuu Yoooooooooook, Nuuu Yooooooooook!" (New York, for those of you who don't speak 'Miles'), because they sing it on Madagascar...
Then the dismount....
Then the dismount....
And a quick kiss for the horsey...
I love my little farmer.
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