I got out Jakob’s summer clothes yesterday. He was trying them on this morning and found a shirt that was too small. He ran back to his room to try on a different shirt. Coming back into the bathroom, with me peeking around the shower curtain we had this conversation.
Jakob: “Look, this shirt fits.”
Me: “Good, it looks very nice.”
Jakob: “Mom, its an exercise shirt.”
Me: “Its a basketball shirt.”
Me: “You look very nice Jakob.”
Jakob: “You look, (pause), almost very clean Mom.”