Generational Payback?

Yesterday was one of those days that I wished the following disclaimer would have magically appeared above Peach’s head as he walked down the halls on a welcoming tour of his new school:

I dressed myself today. Please don’t blame my mommy. She is very fashionable and knows perfectly well that a brown, long-sleeved, striped shirt, forest green sleep shorts, mismatched socks, light-up sneakers, topped off with a blue Batman mask and a black Batman cape do not match. However, given that I was planning on wearing my Iron Man costume complete with a sound-emitting Iron Man mask, she decided to pick her battles.