This morning, as usual, Whit dressed himself.
Camouflage hat, size 18 months Princeton tee shirt, exercise pants, and red plastic Old Navy flipflops (from, I believe, the girls section). Perhaps a sad statement on my life, but one of the highlights and things I look forward to most each day is what Whit emerges from his room sporting.
At swimming he again wore his manly pink swim shirt, apparently choosing pink goggles to best complement it.
After swimming I guess he wanted to offset all that manly pink with some weight lifting. I’m frankly impressed that my flyweight could hoist these dumbells. Guess he did some sets & reps.