But this evening, I told him to go get his sandals so that we could go to church. He came back with the polka for now tie, the argyle socks, and the camo tennis shoes. Since they were all in white and varying shades of blue, I gave in. I find it hilarious that he's this conscientious about his clothes at this age. And for the record, he totally pulled off this look that wouldn't have worked for anyone over the age of five.