I was helping Joe get dressed this morning and I remembered something you used to like a lot. You loved the pants with the legs that zipped on and zipped off at the knees to make shorts.
Joe, like Jack, is really picky about his clothes.
I was trying to convince Joe to wear a pair of soccer shorts that you got from Nana who bought them when she took a trip to France. He asked where they came from. I said that they used to be yours thinking that would make him want to wear them. He said that they weren't yours -- they were his.
He wore them. He looks cute.
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