Dylan gets dressed.

Last week we had to leave the house quickly to pick up Jeremy from the car dealership. I told Dylan (who had played in his underwear most of the day) to get dressed or go naked. He opted to get dressed, but he wanted to dress himself. He came back a few minutes later in what he called his "Christmas outfit". I tried talking him out of it. It was 102 degrees out and 95% humidity, but he was adamant and I was in a hurry.

Christmas in July...