As we were getting ready to head out for a walk the other day, 3-year-old Brady disappeared for a few minutes. Out he comes as proud as a peacock with shoes and socks on -- which he very recently started doing independently.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that not only were they my socks and not his, but they weren't matching... and he found them on top of the dirty clothes pile. My little guy is growing up and I didn't want to squash his newfound pride so out we went -- in dirty, non-matching mom socks.
What would you have done?