One of my favorite things in this world is the sight of a little boy in overalls. My oldest son is too old for them but my youngest son, who was born on Valentine's day, is my lucky little fashion plate. I get to start all over again.
Lets forget for a minute that whenever I take my little Valentine's picture he always looks like a deer in the headlights. Seriously, no matter how many pictures I take he looks like he's about to be hit by a Mack Truck.
There's something about a little boy in overalls (especially a baby boy) that just makes me smile. I'm not even sure if I can put a finger on what it is. The innocence, the relaxed look, the Dennis the Mennis quality- maybe its the fact that it makes me want to sing about puppy dog tails.
I just love it.