If my boy was to have his druthers, he would explore the world wearing nothing but a smile. I say this, because everytime we try to change his clothes, he cries. The taking off of the old uniform -- not a problem. He giggles with glee. The putting on of the new one? Not so much.
Maybe one day when he can speak, he will 'splain it me.
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