Red is the New Light Blue

I have Obsessive Compulsive Matching Disorder. Seriously, when I was younger, it wasn't just that I had to have on clean underwear in case I got in a car accident. Mine had to match my outfit as well. Probably TMI, but I'm just trying to tell you how serious it can get. It used to drive me crazy when I saw old ladies with red pants on and a shirt that had hot pink flowers. Almost red flowers, but really just hot pink. Hello?!? You're not fooling meeeee! I've gotten more laid back over the years, but it still rears its head now and then. (Notice I didn't say, "UGLY head?" There's nothing ugly about matching.)

You all remember this?

Yeah, and let me tell you - It was a breeze to make Micah's scrapbook too. Just ordered myself 10 packs of Creative Memories Mediterranian Blue paper.

Well, now it's Caleb's turn to shine and I thought we needed new shirts and a new color.

Red is the new light blue.
You heard it here first.

That's why we had to skip over the sports outfits, cute PJs and a Mrs. Clause Dress (as Keegan suggested) at Build-A-Bear and just go with a plain red tee. Hopefully, my friend Laura will be able to send us a photo of Caleb and his bear in their matching duds from Vietnam. I'll post them as soon as I get them.

Hey - don't worry. Before I sent Caleb his red shirt I ordered a spare to bring along myself when we pick him up. I know those nannies are amazing gals, but I lose track of people's clothes in a home of 7, so I won't blame them if Ngoc's comes up missing. I'll just pull out my spare and we'll all be good.

Hey Jeremy - do you want me to order you one too?