The Mustard Colored Sweater

(Note: The picture is blurry in the bottom right hand corner because Savannah put it in her mouth. We're looking for a new camera... our price range... zero dollars.)

Today I wore a mustard color sweater to church, and as I normally do I asked Brian's opinion. First he said, "eeeeee, It's not my favorite sweater". I finished getting ready (deciding to wear the Mustard colored sweater) and when Brian saw me he said, "Really, your going to go with it then? I guess I should be more clear... I hate that sweater. You shouldn't wear that sweater". I replied, "but I like it, and it goes with my skirt." Brian's quick response was, "No, nothing matches with that sweater. Absolutely nothing. Well, maybe ketchup." So, he told me that as long as I wore the sweater he would make fun of it. Being stubborn I wore it. So, all the way to church, during church and after church I heard:

Brian's response to taking a picture of me and Savannah before church, "Oh, it didn't work. The camera refuses to take a picture of your sweater."

Brian's response to me spilling something on my white shirt, "Oh, you stained your pretty white shirt but you somehow were able to miss the sweater. Really?"

"Hey, here's an idea, you could use the sweater as a bib, or use it to wash the cars."

Brian's response to telling him no one said anything about my sweater at church, "Oooo, ya, actually they told me about how horrible it is." When I asked what they said Brian replied, "I was really offended. I don't want to get into it makes me too upset."

My favorite thing he said was... "You are so confident. I mean if you told me that you thought my shirt was just alright I would run, not walk, to change it. But you, when you are told a sweater is absolutely awful, you still wear it. A very good level of self esteem you have."