Once in a while The Talker sleeps in one of my old T-Shirts. Actually, they are generally left-overs that I designed while working at recreation centers and kids summer camps.
Last night he slept in an art festival t-shirt from five years ago. This morning, he woke up very excited and ran into my bedroom proclaiming at the top of his lungs, "Look, Daddy, look at my cool dress!"
I was very proud. After all it is a very cool design on that shirt. I worked hard on it, never thinking that someday my own son might wear it to his prom.
12 years ago
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