School clothes & good clothes (I'm saying this in my mothers voice right now).
I never understood the difference.
In the Fykes/Duell household, it's just, wear whatever hasn't been ripped to shreds in the process of malik thinking he's a "minja" (that's malik for NINJA). we have minja clothes...and underwear. thats it. *sigh* God forbid we have wedding to go to anytime soon...
The school year is almost up, and I'm STILL not used to my child coming home looking like he came from the womb of DIRT & SAND. or maybe even this...
Everyday we reach new levels of DIRTY. I must say...he's becoming a dirt connoisseur these days. don't get me wrong...I'm PROUD! as long as the little homie is passionate about SOMETHING!
When picking malik up today, I seriously could not believe the amount of dirt, mud, & wetness this child manged to bathe himself in. And he's not even trippin about it! He's as happy as can be while him and the rest of his classmates look like they've spent the whole day digging tunnels, smuggling black market toys across borders. *sigh* Maybe my child is TOYny MONTANA during school hours and I just haven't got word about it yet?!?! Either way, the dirt, OH, the amount of dirt, IS. INSANE.
How do we make it stop? Or how do we make money off of it?
*gasp* Will we just have to implement school clothes & good clothes policy?!?! Am I becoming my mother?!?!?
This is all too much for me right now!!!