This was a conversation my son had with me Saturday morning.
Incognito Mom: “Let’s get dressed for soccer.”
Shorty (upon seeing his soccer shirt): “No be a soccer boy. I just want to be a regular boy today.”
Incognito Mom: “But it’s soccer day and your friend “A” will be wearing his soccer shirt. Don’t you want to wear your cool soccer shirt?”
Shorty: No, just a regular boy today. No soccer boy and no soccer shirt.”
And so there you have it. Shorty just wanted to be a regular boy. Needless to say we played soccer without the soccer shirt.
Some days are like that. You just don’t feel like being anything but plain old, regular you.