My inner Alex P Keaton sneaking out again

I don't know why I care, but I do. At least, I do twice a year anyway. Twice a year it totally matters to me what the boys wear to church. The rest of the year, if the top has buttons and the bottoms aren't school pants, I do not care. But Easter and Christmas get me every time. My particular nueroses come in the form of sweater vests and gingham.
And I'm not even a "matchy-matchy" type person, but coordinated children just give the illusion of cleanliness, of perfection, of adoration. I guess pretending twice a year gets me through the rest of it.

For all you "Project-Runway-fashion-forward-folks", I opted against the vest this year, which is a first for me. My boys HATE sweater vests (see G), but usually at Easter I make them suck it up (plus they are cheaper than buying a shirt AND tie). Since it is one of the 2 times a year I usually end up paying (close to) full price, I figured rather than buy a vest they will NEVER wear again, I will get a shirt and tie which they will actually don by choice every other Sunday or so.

But I can say...at least I come by it honestly! (yes, I know this is a pic of you Britt-but I couldn't find the one of me in my sweater vest and faux pearls...)