Davin has some money and we have noticed that he is interested in clothes now. Now Davin has never grown very fast, so his clothes last a long, long, long time:-) I decided that since he had his own money, it was the perfect time to let him do some shopping and replace some things he has had for many, many years. I thought this was his time to show his preferences and let him pick out his own clothes.
I had a few spare hours today, so I told Davin that he had a couple of options. He could go right after lunch with Bethany and me and look for clothes, or he could wait until after dinner, and go with Bethany and her friend Lexi. (Frankly, the idea of me not being there at all, left me feeling a little like things were totally out of my control. I have always picked out his clothes! ;-) He didn't want to wait. He wanted to go right away. So we did.
We decided to go just to one store where we knew the clothes would fit him. Not every store has clothes that fit very small waists. As soon as we got into the store, Davin was very clear. He wanted the outfit on the mannequin. And then he wanted the outfit on the next mannequin. In fact, he only wanted the clothes from the mannequins! If we showed him something else, he pointed to the mannequins as if saying, (and I realize I take some liberties when I read Davin's expressions;-) "Those clothes are not on the mannequin. Someone has already come in and made some really good outfits, so why would we mess with that??" He was just so funny! Bethany and I were laughing and laughing at this boy who so obviously knew what he liked. So, we walked through the entire boys' section and looked at every. single. mannequin.
We gathered up two very spiffy looking outfits and a pair of jeans that are just too cool. (Also, as a side note, one of the outfits from the mannequin does not match at all. Between the t-shirt and plaid shirt and pants, none of the pieces have the same colors and yet I have to admit they look cute together. This was a very big stretch for a mom who really, really likes things to match.) When we went to pay, I mentioned out loud to Davin that I knew he would want to pay and gave him his money. The sweet, sweet cashier walked around the counter and took the money from Davin. She then got the change and walked back around to hand it to him and counted it out for him.
My boy could hardly go to sleep last night after we picked out his clothes and set them by his bed!