It's great to be EIGHT!

So....I now have an eight-year-old boy.....and I decided that he needed a suit. His FIRST suit! A suit to commemorate his becoming a full blown member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints! on Saturday, December 1, 2012. I drug him all over Ogden looking for the perfect one;not cheesy(yuck!-pinstripes) and not too old looking(no thank you grandfather grey!)-and I found the perfect one...in two different places:the pants in a store and the jacket on-line. Ha!... (He not only looks like his Dad...but has a long torso like him too). He looks like a little man! I wanted to kiss his face off!  I was in heaven..... and he was in HELL.  He had it on approximately 10 minutes; long enough for me to snap about five pictures and then he tore into the house and stripped out of it in record time.  Apparently he is also like his father in the fact that wearing a suit is pure torture.  Such babies! I have one word for them: SPANX.  Now that is real discomfort. ;)
Anyway, I have an eight-year-old boy.  In a suit.  I die.......just a little bit.;)