This morning Logan was getting dressed and looking for some shirt in his closet. He was getting kind of frustrated and kept saying "where's my orange shirt?". I told he didn't have one, but he was insisting. I showed him some of his short-sleeved ones, thinking he might have been confused, but he was sure that he had a long-sleeved, orange shirt that he could wear. Then, all of the sudden, a lightbulb moment:
"Oh, I think you must've only gotten me a new, orange shirt in my dreams!"
Too bad dreams aren't real sometimes, huh?
that is awesome! kids are great!
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