"You didn't HAVE to."

Sometimes children don't appreciate all the nice things that a mother does. I mean, I've had this outfit for some time being that it's a hand-me-down. I have always taken good care of it and have washed it according to the tag. I packed it up nicely to ensure that it would continue to be wearable through the years. I ironed it and I handpicked it for Rhett to wear to church this morning. So why all the grief? All was good with the feet slipping through the little leg holes........not a word. Pulled it up.......not a word. Started fastening the buckles.......HYSTERIA. "I do NOT want to wear this. Take it OFF!! I don't want to be a farmer!!" I bribed him with a piece of gum but that only calmed him momentarily. I took him into the bathroom, put him on the stool to brush his teeth and that is when he looked at himself in the mirror and stated, and I quote, "I look like a stupid, baby farmer." I nearly lost it but kept my serious face long enough to reprimand him for using the cuss word "stupid". He's picked it up somewhere because he also used it this week at my parent's church when they tried to drop him off at the church's childcare, "This is stupid. There's nothing but babies in there" with arms crossed across his chest. I'm telling you. He is convinced that he is at least five years old. Anyway, I finally got him into the car with a piece of gum and off to church. As I was carrying him to his class he grabbed my face with both his hands and said, "You know? You didn't HAVE to dress me like a farmer today............" What gives?! Can't we just be happy we were wearing clothes at all?????