A wonderful friend whose little boy is exactly one year older than Topsy, comes around with a bag of little boy clothes quite regularly. While I was sorting through last week's 'haul', I found these winter jahmies (sp? I say it , I never spell it!)
In fact it was cause for an impromptu dance of joy (aka. holding onto the coffee table and jumping with precarious vigour to the beat of whatever is in da boom box.)
Then he stopped and looked at me.
Mommy, I am worried. Are you real sure these used to be Jaidyn's, not his sister Ellie's?