What Not to Wear

Jonas is still trying to appreciate the nuances of daylight saving, and while he's adjusted fairly well to the time change so far, there remains some more work to be done. And so it was yesterday morning that he found himself awake a bit earlier than normal. Since Mom was still eating breakfast, Dad, who got home late the night before, decided to wake up the Big Guy and get him ready for the day so Mom could have a little more time to herself. "I've got this," he said to Mom, and ventured into the room. Mobiles were turned on, funny noises were made, songs were sung, diapers were changed and clothes were put on. Then Dad proceeded with the morning routine of taking Jonas into the bathroom so he could see the baby that somehow finds his way into the mirror each day — cracks him up. But it wasn't until we came out to greet Mom that we realized something somewhere had apparently gone just a bit off track.
"Um, what in the world is he wearing Dad?" Mom said, a look of pure shock on her face.
"What?" said Dad, who, in fairness, is colorblind.
"An orange shirt and yellow pants? And red socks?!" asked Mom.
"You mean, the orange shirt, white pants and orange socks?" Dad suggested.
Well, apparently not.
"What happens if I want to take him out in public today?" Mom asked.
"What?..." Dad offered, meekly.
When Dad got to work, he received a text with the following photo. Jonas — in his new, apparently better matching outfit — had chosen to side with Mom, unable to hide their shared disgust...

Eventually he's going to have to learn about colors. That lesson will be taught by Mom.