frat boy

I was trying to get Alex dressed this morning, and managed to get on his shorts before he walked away. Usually, it's the other way around. I get a shirt on and he walks around with a shirt and diaper most of the day (unless we leave the house). Anyhow, Chris started calling him frat boy. I guess with his plaid shorts and no shirt, Chris thought he looked like a frat boy. I just laughed. And tried to snap a picture. This is the best I could get... he moves way too fast now.