The Teenager got a pass on dressing up today; she had an event for yearbook and was required to travel to Neighboring City. I say she got a pass because, despite her fervent wish to express her school spirit, she has no desire to don camo and today was camo day.
The Man-Cub, on the other hand, was more than willing to dress like a shrub in the name of school spirit. His freshman class must be so proud.
The Teenager wholly approved of the Man-Cub's efforts and she was able to attend to her editor duties, secure in the knowledge that our good family name would be represented, accordingly.