Both pairs of Quinn’s jeans look like this.
The first pair he caught the sidewalk in our backyard and the jeans sacrificed themselves to save his knee.
The second pair… I have no idea how they got a hole in the knee.
We’ll just blame it on the whole hyperactive toddler thing.
It still amazes me how kids grow. They literally just wake up one day and are an entire size larger than the day before.
These jeans fit Quinn just fine on Friday, but on Saturday morning they were too short.
The situation called for a little retail therapy and a baby sitter (auntie),
because I’m just not crazy enough to take all three kiddos to the H&M
with their tiny walkways and much too cute kid clothes.
Eric wasn’t overly thrilled with my selection of colored pants,
but I think he’ll get over it.
Quinn can rock just about any color and when you have the chance
to match elbow pads with your jeans?
I mean, you just gotta take it!