Apparently Max doesn't mind clothing, as long as it's not his own. He extracted this shirt of Ian's from a laundry pile the other day (a clean laundry pile, fortunately), and decided that it would make a good full-body tunic. He actually put his arms in the arm holes, and his head in the head hole, although the shirt is so many times too large that it is hard to tell and doesn't really matter to the overall functionality of the outfit. When I asked him what he was wearing, Max smiled proudly and said, "Dada!" Clearly, he felt that the next hurdle on the road to manhood was mastering his dad's apparel, and that he had conquered it with distinction.
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Now Ian has competition from his wife AND his son for his big comfy shirts.
Sadly, I have outgrown Ian's shirts for the time being.
That looks so damn cute man... Max looks to be really into Ian. I'm so longing for those times. I mean... Merritt likes me and all... even prefers me to complete strangers...
but to know that Max is home with mom and thinking about dad has to be just so darn special
congrats Ian :) Max is so teh awsum
I have a couple of Ian's shirts myself. If you want them back, just let me know. But boy do I love wearing them!
I have my own line of premium pre-worn Ian shirts coming out soon. While not cheap, I can promiss you that they will be of the utmost quality.
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