In self defense

I'm seriously thinking about buying five "cars" themed t-shirts. All alike.
Every morning, Daniel wakes up, crawls out from under the "Cars" blanket Grandma sent, takes off his "Cars" pajamas, and asks to wear his "Cars" outfit. And since I won't do laundry every day, chances are his favorite outfit is dirty. So begins the morning meltdown.
*sigh*
--Misty