Dangerously Close To A Disallowed Color

For those of you who don't know, I began my college career at Texas A&M. And as the saying goes, "Once an Aggie, always an Aggie." There's another university in Texas, one whose name shall not here be mentioned. I'll just say this: it's in that great metropolis to the north.

Aidan has a onesie that, like my title suggests, was a bit borderline in color. I tried to envision his onesie as being colored scorched yellow or maybe grilled red, but it was still too close to that university's pride and joy. I was tempted to not let Marissa dress our son in such traitorous apparel but she persuaded me by saying he could very well spit up on it or poo through it.

I considered it for a moment: What better way to show my heartfelt appreciation for that university to the north than to let my son change its favorite color? No longer a problem!! Wear it all you want kiddo! Just be prepared to soon have a maroon onesie behind glass over your crib...