The kid has started wearing my clothes.
She is nine. She weighs sixty pounds. SURELY it is too soon for this behavior?
Also, I thought not being a (real) girl, I would not have to endure this?
(mr. delagar, whose clothing *I* have been thieving for years, says, ha, now I know what it feels like.)
3 hours ago
I remember the thrill of being able to wear my mother's clothes. I was at least in junior high. My mother was less thrilled. I started seeing things from her point of view when my younger sister started stealing my clothes. Three women in the same house, all fighting over the same clothes. At least your situation won't get quite that crazy. --L
JP has a couple of t-shirts that I borrow occasionally. He's only 4 1/2 (and also weighs 60 lbs.) but he gets a kick out of seeing me in his shirts. I figure I should enjoy it while it lasts!
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