Whatever Comes To My Mind

Frankie was wearing his pants when he saw his long-sleeved top on the floor that fell off from the basket that I was carrying to his room. I was folding his clothes when I heard Papa giggling in the living room like someone was tickling him. He was so loud that his laughter was contagious. I went outside to see what the big fuss is when I saw Frankie wearing his top as his pants. He was pulling it to his waist and walking all over with it. He won’t even let me take it off. It seems to like it more than his real pants. Silly baby!

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