Yesterday before dinner he was running around with a shirt and diaper on after a diaper change. When he noticed the other kids outside (his idea of paradise) he knew he wanted to join them. So he found some "pants" and put them on. Then he went looking for shoes.
I hadn't yet clued into what he was thinking so I just told him that he had Andrew's Sunday shoes, not his. I told him that his were downstairs in the family room. Off he headed.
The next thing I knew, he had found his boots, put them on (wrong feet) and headed out to play with his brothers. At least he knows we wear pants and shoes outside, I guess it's time to work on adding a coat.