A nine-year-old boy doesn't get dressed up very often. He might wear one of his dad's ties for Thanksgiving dinner but other than that, he'll probably wear hand-me-down t-shirts and cargo pants/shorts every single day. This particular boy has to go to a wedding this weekend, though, and his mother won't let him wear his "I swear it wasn't me" t-shirt. This is actually fine with the boy, as he is surprisingly supportive of his mother dressing him for the wedding.
His mother indulged herself a little as she set out to create the boy's outfit (she doesn't often get the opportunity to dress her son from head to toe). She immediately settled on a sweet little summer ensemble of a button-down shirt with a bow tie, Bermuda shorts, and boat shoes. She didn't find everything she was looking for in the shops (she never does) so she ventured out to the fabric store. The boy was intrigued by this since his mother is almost always perusing the fabric aisles for herself and only herself.
She used Simplicity 7030 and was so happy to find the last bit of a fabric she'd hoped to find—a slightly retro, navy and white little number. She was equally happy to find a nice grayish-blue woven for the tie (and the flat-front Bermuda shorts from the uniform section at Old Navy). She worked at the sewing machine all afternoon while the boy oohed and ahhed over her shoulder. This made her smile.
And when the boy's mother finally put him in his new outfit, she squealed and gasped with such delight that she made herself lightheaded and had to sit down. The boy wasn't surprised by this reaction at all. In fact, he hardly noticed.
After all, the boy may only be nine but he is very well versed in how mothers can respond to these types of things.