Whenever Oliver resists getting dressed, I tell him the article of clothing I want to put on him was Malcom's. (Malcom is his cool, big boy cousin who hands down lots of handsome duds.) Oliver falls for it every time. This Lightning McQueen muscle-T really was Malcom's, and it's the best shirt Oliver has ever seen. "This Malcom's shirt. Lighting Queen. So cool! I don't can b'weeve it!!" Last week his wore it to bed, all the next day, and cried when I wouldn't put it back on after his bath. I had to hide it until it could be laundered. Helping Daddy in the yard, he fell and kissed the concrete. But he bounced right back from his scraped nose, chin, forearms and knees. Apropos of his ensemble, here Oliver shows off his muscles and wounds.
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0Man he is cute! And I'm thinking of trying to tell Macks the same thing about clothes I want him to wear. I'm sure it would work with him too! Although he only knows Malcom as "MIP!" :)-
Haha..I love this little man!
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