Yusef needs something to wear for the Eid and some things for school so I took him shopping today. Actually I was the driver - I got to sit in the car while he went in to see if there was anything he wanted. I understand that when you're a teenager shopping with your mom is totally un-cool, so I'm happy to sit in the car and be surprised by what he comes out with.
Hubby, on the other hand, is totally offended by not being included in the buying process. The last thing a teenaged boy needs is to be shopping with his anal retentive father who also happens to be stuck in the eighties. He can't understand why Yusef doesn't want to buy knit shirts that have a little alligator emblem on the chest. For God's sake the boy doesn't want to look middle aged, does he? How hard is that for his father to understand? sigh...
Yusef got some really cool looking clothes! And some ass-kicking boots too!