Fwd: Kids

So I go into Isaac’s room and he’s standing there thumbing through his closet. For some reason he can’t decide what to wear. I suggest a few options but he looks at me disdainfully. He puts his thumb on one shirt, thinks to himself, then looks up at me. “Daddy, can you check the weather?”. I just grin and walk away, opting out of my standard response of “This is Tucson, we don’t have any weather.”.

This is the look he finally came up with.