Today Annie got up early and spent a few minutes whining about Mickey Mouse...can I watch Mickey Mouse...I haven't watch Mickey Mouse in a long long while...etc. So we agreed that if she picked out some clothes and got dressed then she could watch a little Mickey before we had to leave for school. Now this Mickey Mouse Clubhouse show is starting to make me wonder about the writers at Disney, but I'll save that for later.

Anyways, acting as a girl after my own heart, Annie delegated her picking out clothes chore to Tim. Unfortunately, I think it might have been a bad idea. Once I got downstairs I took one look at Annie and asked her if she was wearing one of Olivia's shirts...Tim yelled in from the garage that no, it was one of Annie's. I asked, well why doesn't it cover up her belly button? I guess just looking at Annie in a too small shirt wasn't good enough for Tim to believe that it was too small for her because he ran over to check the tag...guess what! 9-12 months...Mama's right as usual. So Tim ran up to get her another shirt. As I was getting my breakfast ready, I noticed that Annie was struggling to get the new shirt on over her head. I walked over to check it out and, yes...once again...12 month shirt! I'm starting to wonder about Tim...2 shirts in a row the wrong size? Well I guess 3rd times the charm cause the third time he came down with a shirt in the appropriate size.