An alcohol t-shirt (I know--great parenting)
wearing my red, high-heeled shoes (he picked this pair specifically to play with. He loves to get in our closets and play, so I told him to just grab a pair and bring them out. This is what he chose.
Not as unexpected but studying a magnet of a train w/his name on it.
Admiring the turkey he and I made. He told Scott this morning to come and look at his turkey. He said, "Daddy, come and see my turkey I made. It's beautiful."
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