proper clothes

thank heavens for grandmothers. my mom got t2 this little suit. i call clothes like these proper clothes. i'd dress him in this little get up if tayloe were a pga champion and was in the lead on masters sunday. so what if sometimes i pretend i'm married to phil mickelson? it's allowed.
today wasn't a special day like that - phil was nowhere near the lead and bought the farm on the first hole yesterday - but it was warm and that was reason enough to duddy up the baby.
i had another gerbil day trying to figure out what all i need to do before we leave for virginia. this'll be t2's seventh trip across the country, which tayloe pointed out this morning is more than some people have in a lifetime. sometimes i wish he could remember this first year and all we've done together. he'd probably never ever want to go to utah again. i imagine he'd probably pester us daily to take him to mt. airy and greensboro, thinking it was as easy as getting on a plane and going there - the way i would always say "let's go to disneyworld!!" when i was 4 and my parents would ask me what i wanted to do on any given saturday.