Picky Picky

To go along with our Hockey adventure the other night, Max got some cool shirts for Christmas with hockey emblems and words all over them. Anytime he sees it on TV now, he yells, "HOCKEY!" and has been wanting to wear one of the new shirts every day. He used to be the easy one... I could just pick whatever for him to wear and he would put it on without a second look... BUT NO MORE!

This morning we were walking into his room to get him dressed for church. Since he was sick on Christmas Eve, he didn't get to wear the cute button down shirt I bought him, so I thought he could wear it today... Mommy was wrong...

Me: Hey Max, let's go get dressed for church. I have a cute new shirt for you to wear!

Max: A hockey shirt?

Me: No, a different new one. It is very handsome, I can't wait to see it on you. (as I am pulling it out of the closet to show him)

Max: Ummm, NO.

Me: You don't want to wear this?

Max: Nope.

Me: Okay, well you can choose another one of your new shirts. (I hold up two exact same shirts, just different colors, and also new)

Max: Umm, No thank you. (at least he's polite)

Me: (thinking...I am not doing this with you!! You stinker! I fight your sister every day and now you????) How about a helicopter shirt?

Max: Okay (Ah... compromise, that is almost like a win for me, right?)

For the most part, if they are dressed properly for the weather, Zoey has taught me to just not fight this battle. We'll see if this was a one time thing, or ...

On another note, after being so picky about his clothes this morning...He learned about the Feast of the Three Kings at Sunday school today and then proudly wore his crown (which he normally wouldn't do). Just keeping me on my toes I guess.