"Poo Pight," the three year-old said as he pulled on his Little Lord Fontleroy bubble suit.  One piece.  Big buttons all the way up the front.  Short pants and short sleeve shirt from France, all in one.  Dern right...Poo Pight. 

Sorry little man. 

And then one day someone commanded, "Let their be jeans."  And there were Levis and Wranglers of every size.  And boots.  A suitcase full of boots.

Things do even out over time.