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When I woke up this morning Will was already showered and dressed (Ryan is a saint!). This isn't typical. Usually Will, Austin and I wait until the other half of the Turner Family has left the house before we make an effort to get out of bed.

I dressed as usual, then continued on with the rest of my morning ritual--getting Austin out of bed and ready for school.

Austin definately has a routine. He has been getting ready for school the exact same way since he was going to school. Going to Carden makes this less of a hassle then I think it would if he was going somewhere else--due to the fact that he already knows what he is going to wear--a uniform. He has been wearing this uniform--with little to no variation, since he was in Kindergarten. Dress pants, blue socks, white button down shirt, tie and blazer.

For back-ground: Will is a keen observer. He seems to notice everything that his older sibs do and say. I am sure that comes with being so much younger than the rest of them.

As Austin was getting dressed, Will was in his room--I thought playing. Of course not! He was going through his dresser, pulling out clothes. When he couldn't find what he wanted he yelled: "Mom, where is my blanco (side note: I don't know if I will ever hear the words white, red, green, or blue voiced by Will again--he prefers the spanish version)shirt?

Me: What shirt? You have a great shirt on now--see the trucks.

Will: I need my blanco shirt! Finally he found his white, button down, collared shirt. I need this on!

I couldn't talk him out of it. I put the (blanco) dress shirt on over his other (normal) shirt. I thought that he would feel the unease of the shirt and want it off in a few minutes. Nope! He went to school like that. Just like his older, much looked up to brother, Austin.





Notice the pocket. He has his cell phone in that pocket--just like his Dad does. I couldn't talk Austin into putting his phone in that pocket--he didn't want to look "geeky". (The uniform doesn't do that already?)