Daddy you dress nicely.

Friday night the family was on the way to synagogue.  I was undoing the seat belt of our 4 year old son Cooper when we arrived and he looked me up and down and said, "Daddy, you always dress nicely when we come to synagogue".  I said "thank you", and was surprised not ever thinking my son assesses the clothes I wear.  I had an epiphany and I said to Cooper, "If you like the shirt I am wearing I can buy the same for you and you can dress like me".  Cooper looked at me and said, " No thank you.  I want race cars on my shirt".