Every Sunday, we all get dressed independently of each other. And, every Sunday, as we all emerge from our bedrooms and closets, we all seem to coordinate naturally.
This past Sunday was no exception. The color scheme: red, white, blue, khaki. Our dad was the odd man out, but the rest of us were in our coordinating glory.
And of course, had to document it with a dozen failed selfies.
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