fashion statement

while i was sick this weekend
i was grateful for my sweet husband who ran the household
while i slept
and coughed
and slept
and puked

and slept some more.

at one point i emerged from my bedroom to look for the heaven-sent ibuprophen

and on my way to the kitchen, i came upon this bold fashion statement:

the top half of his ensemble says, "ride like the wind bullseye!"

the bottom half says, "i like monkeys"

and the footwear says, "my mother is sick and i have no supervision today".

in other words,

one more reason i hope i don't die prematurely.

or at least until ethan knows how to put together a decent outfit.

or at least until he knows how to match his socks.