Since moving here, we've been attending church on most Wednesday nights and the boys have been going to the "Puggles" class. It's the youngest group and basically just fun nursery time. For some reason I thought they both fit into that category. We recently found out that Dax is old enough to go to the "Cubbies" class. We took him for the first time last week and when I dropped him off, I noticed all of the other kids were wearing navy vests. That night he had a lot of fun and was talking about it still the next day. While he was talking about his new class, he said, "All of my friends were wearing vests." I felt kind of bad for him, not wanting him to feel left out. So I said, "That's cool. Maybe we can get a vest for you too!" He responded, "I don't want one. I'll wear my outer space vest."
I laughed to myself because it reminded me of Zach and the stories I've heard of when he was younger.
Sure enough, last night as we got ready to head to church, Dax wanted to wear his vest. We don't know why he calls it his "outer space vest". It has a picture of a monster and nothing about rocketships or outer space. That's probably one of the reasons I think it's funny. After I put his vest on, he convinced Gus that he needed one too. We put a vest on Gus and went to church. I cracked up so much over it so I wanted to share! Here are several pics of them, vested up and ready to go...